Lyric

There are people who walk silently

Their shadows glide

Fade into the night

Not a word

Not a sound

Are they still here or already gone? The memories we deny

Fade like shadows that

Glide far into infinity

But I see their passing

A reflection

A mirage

Invisible as the wind

They leave

Return gently

There are people

Like that

And if I reached out my hand

Would I grasp their destiny

Or would only a shiver remain

A sigh

An illusion

They pass through the days

The hours

Without leaving a trace

Or a color

Like a whisper we forget

Not a word

Not a cry

They slip into oblivion

The silent shadows

Under the mysterious moon

But I see their passing

A reflection

A mirage

Invisible as the wind

They leave

Return gently

There are People

Like that

Living ghosts

And if I reached out

Would I grasp their destiny

Or would only a shiver remain

A sigh

An illusion

They fly low

Under the radar

Neither light nor chance

Secrets unguessed

Souls hidden in embarrassment

Invisible as the wind

They leave

Return gently

There are people

Like that

Living ghosts

And if I reached out

Would I grasp their destiny

Or would only a shiver remain

A sigh

An illusion