So it goes
time flies
ticking slow as hours pass by
then and now, memories
glide like clouds on deep blue seas
So it goes
for us
what I am and what I was
knead the dough, knead again
white with flour, mom’s hands back then
There you go
hindsight
photograph in black and white
any change you might find
write on water’s pure, clear mind
There I go
and I’ll be caught
by a stone or by a rock
melt away, disappear
so’s to flee in one sweet tear
I’ll be new
you too
I’ll be flower petal hues
we will fall, we will fly
in the air that’s also sky
we will fall
we will fly
fly away
away goodnight