we tend to forget that the future is shorter than we would hope for
we always do more to impress our visitors than our families
what many forget: someone else’s hard work makes their lives easier
a blanket of snow will gladly cover the sins of the forgetful
arrested in time we can observe what happens when the world slows down
as a storm rages we can try to pretend that it won’t affect us
in my subconscious ideas are formed that i cannot remember
we reach for the sky expecting an easy path that’s not how it works
fear is a weapon we are handed so we will use it on ourselves
off in the distance memory begins to fade and we soon forget
uptown jack 