There were some fields and dead vines around
Or maybe the trace of a distant cloud
A flicker of light, of memory
Cascading memory drifting in silence
Fading now
There were some leaves still attached to dead trees
Later the snow upon the ice fields
Then comes the rain and memories
Cascading memory filtered in shadow
Fading now
Or maybe the trace of a distant cloud
A flicker of light, of memory
Cascading memory drifting in silence
Fading now
There were some leaves still attached to dead trees
Later the snow upon the ice fields
Then comes the rain and memories
Cascading memory filtered in shadow
Fading now
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