Saw grass covered hills; breeze tapping windmills instills
Affluent Breathing and internal seizing of flypaper taking to wind
Feeling one more time with hands withering away
Particles of dust bound with the windmill rust resurrect spectral feelings
One time incased inside a box
Will you know me when it’s all said and done?
Rollercoaster plunging; when will this wear off?
Unsafe; exposed in the light
At last a moment of peace, but so quickly it turns and it’s gone
Leaving a smell that I know so well, if nostalgia serves me correct
I cry as I feel you, even if you’re just a ghost
Floating in between my heart and my brain believe hauntings on autumn evenings
Are messages relayed through time
Correct interpretations; the question stands
Only in memory or photographs
One can truly see the happiest days of this life
Will you remember me when it’s all said and done?
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Lyrics submitted by Cab.