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