In stillness A silent weight Pausing as the minutes each evaporate
A desire To leave a scar To raise a voice from within the dark
Decaying Cascading Existence falls apart Around me Within me So I must leave my mark
CHORUS This is a document To prove that I was here This is a document To prove I was at all And when my voice ceases to be Will the echo still ring loudly? And when there's nothing left of me Will my memory still go on?
A flicker Transitory state An echo of an instance that burns a way
A moment A shard of time A solitary thread that threatens to unwind
Decaying Cascading Existence falls apart Around me Within me So I must leave my mark
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Distant An approaching age When this document falls beneath another's gaze
Too late We have lost the dawn The signal's loud and clear, but the transmitter's gone
Decaying Cascading Existence falls apart Around me Within me So I must leave my mark