Finding sliding memories
Rearranging constantly
Reminding you of infinity

On the brink of what you made
basking in the shady lane
forgetting how far you came
to have that feeling like yesterday

Decisions grow like branches
Consequences flowing in the wind

Beneath the quiet panic
lives peaceful harmony

Don't give back what you made
Pretend it was for something great

Ours is for everyone
if connection is what you crave

Go back and forget yourself
the meaning hasn't changed

Discovery for the last of us
is never seen again.

I haven't seen the best of me.
When I've been remembered
We are all forgotten

I live on in me, you, and
            all i see