Lyrics

Memory in soft focus,
dreams of the past,
a little crutch we can hold on to.
Some things weren't made to last.

Don't look back,
it will only make you slower,
Don't question,
the things you cannot change.
This moment,
the only thing you can hold onto,
don't spend it in a cage.

You are free,
choose to be.
The Fire in Which We Burn.
You are free,
choose to be.
The Fire in Which We Burn.

A hazy wave of rumination,
days gone by,
An unreliable narration,
A well that ran dry.

Don't look back,
it will only make you slower,
Don't question,
the things you cannot change.
This moment,
the only thing you can hold onto,
don't spend it in a cage.

You are free,
choose to be.
The Fire in Which We Burn.
You are free,
choose to be.
The Fire in Which We Burn.

It's later than you think,
it's later than you planned,
It's over in a blink,
it's over in a flash.

And the hourglass runs out of sand.