The Distant Fog

While life goes on, and the silence dawns

I see the shadows of the past and hear there echoes in the wind

Nothing will ever seem the same

Trying remember what most would forget and forget what most will remember

As I try to make sense of the life’s nature

All I can see is a distant fog that clouds the mind

As I become trapped in its mists, my only wish is for it to become clear

For the reason I am still here