Lyric

A crack in the pavement holds my past

Faint shadows stretch but never last

I hear the laughter

It fades like smoke

Each step I take feels like a joke

Whispers in the wind

They call my name

Soft as a memory

Wild as a flame

I reach but they slip

Like grains of sand

Time’s a thief I’ll never understand

The sky wears colors I used to know

Golden edges where the sunsets go

A melody hums through the amber light

But fades away before the night

Photographs curled at the edges torn

Faces smiling but the paper’s worn

I try to hold them

I try to stay

But they melt into the yesterday

Whispers in the wind

They call my name

Soft as a memory

Wild as a flame

I reach but they slip

Like grains of sand

Time’s a thief I’ll never understand