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Fragments, remnants, windlit dust
I’m lighter every time I fade
Fleetingly the sunlit past
Leaves me in a shifting gray
Whispers bending out of frame
Moments drifting out of place—
Every time I reach for one
Another slips without a trace
Fading lines
Slip before I breathe—
(Hmmm… drifting… drifting…)
Every trace
Moves away from me—
(Falling… so lightly…)
Maybe I was never there
Wondrous traces thin as air
Miracles you’d never dare to keep—
Pieces and particles (So light)
Breaking through the shadows (So bright)
’cause I knew that I’d be seeing you this week
Pages turning on their own
Names erased before I speak
Photographs without a face
Flutter down the quiet street
Echoes drawn in drifting lines
Half-remembered, half-released—
Every time I try to hold
Another part of me grows weak
Blurring out
Faster than the light—
(Soft… falling… weightless…)
All I am
Slips beyond my sight—
(Breathing… then fading…)
Maybe I was never mine
Rewritten by the skyline wind
All the things I lost begin to breathe—
Pieces and particles
Falling into morning
As the memory of you moves underneath
Footsteps soften into mist
Echoes folding into night
Every thought that slips from me
Glitters once before it dies
Streetlights catch the broken frames
Spinning where the breezes meet—
All the lives I used to own
Scatter down the quiet street
Every spark
Fading as it flies—
(Hovering… trembling…)
Still it burns
Somewhere deep inside—
(Glowing… then falling…)
Maybe I was meant to lose
Every piece I held too tight
Every memory drifting out of reach—
Fragments and particles
Lifting in the neon
’cause the part of me that’s gone still sets me free