Nothing but a memory
It's now not then that I treasure
A glimpse of the past returned to me through
The eyes of the innocent.

They dont care so why should I !
It when you feel safe that you
Forget about the future,
Well its about time
I ripped you out of that suspended moment.

Throw you out into the cold.
To let the people speak their minds.
Voices of reflections
Help me carry on and remember what it's like to be alive,
This won't be the end of me.

Nothing but a memory
It's now not then that I treasure
A glimpse of the past returned
To me through the eyes of the innocent.