in recognition

Miss May I

The sand surrounding my feet drifting in the wind
Looking at the ocean as the waves role by
The same now asked as before over and over again
Meaning washed away with the hands of time
Always the same, always the same

I miss the sight of the faces I know
Their vocies, all the sounds that I cannot let go
So far away that silence is all that I fear
I hear them now the sound is so perfectly clear

My thoughts everywhere but here
Distant from where I am
The path I follow now ive already seen
The same now asked as before over and over again
Meaning washed away with the hands of time

They will not become memories
They will not pay up for failure to me
They swear not become memories
Because they are everything to me
(Always the same)

I miss the sight of the faces I know
Their voices, all the sounds i cannot let go
So far away that silence is all that i fear
I hear them now the sound is so perfectly clear