remember the days the pain
the summers the love the fall
the times we shared together
forever happy and sad
that is all we have
everything defines its opposite as death defines life
we can not control
need to adapt the different
just try to avoid the sadness
who knows what the purpose is
Is there something remaining
so time always goes on
we trust our imagination more than our observations
the mind is able to create ideas of permanence
time and space comes and goes
a radically contingent and finite reality
maybe for the moment nothing will ever last forever
we're all
we're, all of us
sentenced to solitary confinement
inside our own lonely skins
for as long as we live on this earth
nothing lasts forever
so why should we care?