The things that fade away
Have left a shade of gray
That lingers for a while
In hidden parts of our heart
All that has come to pass
Will someday slip away
From a wind that time creates
Blowing through broken parts
The fading things still exist
A reminder of who we were
In the memories we created
That will haunt us forever
From the light of the sunshine
To the glow of the moon light
Are we looking through glass
Or has the memory disappeared
The fading things are a duality
Of all the places we have lived
In our memories and hearts
And Of how life used to be
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