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could it be that all is ahead of me?

and all the things that left me,

are not all worth forgetting?

when the clock strikes just one more minute

my heart stops suddenly and my breath does not finish

but could it be that all is ahead of me?

and all the things that left me,

are not all worth forgetting?

(as one?)



we are carried away softly through breezes

i have felt summer and winter come together on my skin

we are buried quietly without notice

i have felt the weight of remembrance smother within

but we will be revived

and taken by surprise...



could it be that all is ahead of me?

and all the things that left me,

are not all worth forgetting?

the days form quickly and the night sets without regard

our minds feel slower and heavier than they really are

but could it be that all is ahead of me?

and all the things that left me,

are not all worth forgetting?

(as one...)



our veins are flooded with visions of light beats

i have seen the deceptions be in motion and in sleep

our lives reflect what we have always felt

but only now i have been defined by the Lord God Himself

i am revived

even after looking back on life



it is that all is ahead of me

and all the things that left me

are not all worth forgetting

and remembrances render

to serve as a sender

to remind our hearts

not all memories will depart

(As One.)