Moments fleeting
Recall lost
Awake or sleeping?
Reminiscence fading out
An idealist fantasy
So drunk upon the sweet nectar
Of euphoric denial
And you'll sift through the ashes
Of the want and the lust
And you'll find, as time disaligns
And the past is crushed
Memory turns to dust
The memory turns to dust
Through the want and the lust
You'll try to deny the demise
In the end, was just
So memory turns to dust
Mirrored anguish
As a gaze of pain
Projects a reflection
Just as broken as the source
And you'll sift through the ashes
Of the want and the lust
And you'll find, as timе disaligns
And the past is crushed
Memory turns to dust
Thе memory turns to dust
Through the want and the lust
You'll try to deny the demise
In the end, was just
So memory turns to dust
Seek to find
Yet, never see
Puerility justified
To fight all belief
And you'll pick up the pieces
Of the love and the trust
And the mind, by design
Becomes blind and confined by disgust
So memories turn to dust
Memories turn to dust
The memories turn to dust
You'll find, as time disaligns
And the past is crushed
Memories turn to dust
Turn to dust
The memory turns to dust
The memories turn to dust
We turn to dust
We turned to dust
We turned to dust
We turned to dust
We turned to dust
