In the minds eye we slip away
Leaving only traces of dust to imply
And the ground opens to swallow
The emotions that are let go
And the dirt smothers it
Burying it beyond existence
Never to be reborn
Never quite the same
Air washes away the moments
Breeze brushes it aside
New moments develop around us
The little flame dies inside
Roads grow longer as we walk them
When we lift our heads the horizons there
A constant never is a constant
But the meaning is why we share
As they walk away a soul escapes
Out from the limbs of those who stand watching
Bound to a body unable to bear
The trials and needs of those who lay sleeping
Interested in nothing now they’re unable to care
And the heart opens up and starts weeping
But there in the distance I feel that constant
A morphing of all that I thought was true
To a diagonal unearthing of a lie that’s so real
And a denial of expressing the feelings I feel
Rain washes away the moments
River gushes it aside
New moments develop around usBut the dead flames’ smoke makes us blind
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