Timelapse

Memories fly
Like a time lapse in our minds before we die
We crystalize
And the clock begins waiting for our decay

It may be night
But light cannot exist without darkness
A juxtaposition, to undergo changes
And flow with the phases

When the river meets the sea eventually
We'll cycle to the end to begin again, again, again

Like a time lapse in our minds before we die
And the clock begins waiting for our decay



Credits
Writer(s): Steven Michael Gooding
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