With every moment that passes by, you become a memory that forever dies.
I did not give time this power to erase...the power to remove....the ability to create...
Within my head I had dreams, behind these eyes they would never sleep
But I let them dwindle in the darkness...crawl behind the curtains...
When one dream dies...the silence echoes in the night....
When one dream dies...your mind comes alive...
All I did was listen to the beats, as they danced from my heart to my mind...
With every beat that passes by...you become a dream that forever dies...
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