The second hand counted seconds
Tho it seemed time stood still

The departure had begun
No traces or steps seemed to matter
A passing thought behind the sun
no tracks left behind to scatter

Autumn leaves swept across the yard
Pointed to some missing elements
Some say it was in the cards
For me it was unexplained gambles

The departure had begun
No traces or steps seemed to matter
A passing thought behind the sun
no tracks left behind to scatter

a picture hung upon the wall
reminders of a ghost from the past
no emotions waited not even a call
tho some say nothing is to last

The departure had begun
No traces or steps seemed to matter
A passing thought behind the sun
no tracks left behind to scatter

it was then I noticed it was a game
that nothing ever would be the same
what you meant and what you said
it was if you left it for dead

The departure had begun
No traces or steps seemed to matter
A passing thought behind the sun
no tracks left behind to scatter

the sun sets and rises without a trace
I don’t think I can even remember your face
Unspoken words can not even begin to erase
What it seems you left behind to go chase

The departure had begun
No traces or steps seemed to matter
A passing thought behind the sun
no tracks left behind to scatter

no traces or steps seemed to matter
no tracks left behind to scatter

01/17/2005

Posted on 01/17/2005
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