See the people made of Memories
See how they drift upon the breeze

Watch it carry them to and fro,
Watch how they barely know
How to breathe how or how to Live
Watch them glide and watch them give
Everything they have away
Everything the Others say
Holds the greatest value
Which, you see, is true

See the people made of Memories
See how they drift upon the breeze

Watch how Time makes them dry
Watch how Darkness makes them cry

See how they whisper to one another
Without regard to friend or brother
Watch them dance and play
And squander their preciousness away
Listen to what they say
Has meaning to them today
And how it is as dust in the Wind
The Wind that whispers they have sinned

See the people made of Memories
See how they drift upon the breeze

Watch how they crumple under foot
Watch how they become as soot

See how Time breaks them down
Observe how it lengthens their frown
And etches worry into their faces
As they worry about trivial cases
Of precious Memories
For you see they live in these
These empty cases do them please
As they drift upon the slightest breeze

Watch them fly away
Watch them sigh away
Watch them die away

Wonder if they ever really Lived,
Or if they just existed.

04/14/2004