letters and photographs, scrapbooks and scraps
nothing can replace the heart's memories
lights in the mist, when it clears they shine
with no respect for timing

can you really replace a part of your past?
because history doesn't go anywhere
it flutters behind like the tail of a kite
and the wind keeps all memories for the right time to fly

how can you erase the human heart?
dreams don't die though memories fade
they live in our eyes, in moments they surprise
and we take a step back and reach out for their light

can you really replace a part of your past?
because history doesn't go anywhere
it flutters behind like the tail of a kite
and the wind keeps all memories for the right time to fly

like the dying gasp of some old machine
with a hiss you shudder to a halt
after crawling along with a prayer and a song
peace comes in silence when the present defines us

can you really replace a part of your past?
because history doesn't go anywhere
it flutters behind like the tail of a kite
and the wind keeps all memories for the right time to fly

somewhere along the line
the truth refuses to be denied
and despite the dreams replaced with little lies
this world once so cold somehow becomes home

Posted Sunday, March 2nd 2008