Some things don't die
They fade away into the distance
Turn into dreams
Stories of the past
That inspire the future
You will speak of this one day
All of my lives come and go
Ever shaping the world I know
Everything will change
What was once will be no more
And go away
Shifting its shape into a memory
You will speak of this one day
All of my lives come and go
Ever shaping the world I know
Spinning and changing in ebb and flow
Take a breath and then gently let go
