Things come and go in life. Some things are forgotten... But, are they really? Do we ever
actually forget things? Or do they just go to the back of your mind and wait to be
remembered some day. Do we forget each other? And how does this make the forgotten
feel? Can we actually forget each others... or do we just not remember for a time... and
then remember once again? Does the forgotten ever forget the forgetter? Questions, are
they forgotten? Or just ignored? Lessons we learn, are always with us, just hidden, not
forgotten... as are the ones we don't remember.
he felt forgotten
though he knew he wasn't
but inside he couldn't tell
if he was or not
the feeling he did not like
but he couldn't help it
couldn't help the feeling
couldn't help any of it
couldn't change it
change the feeling or the reason
wait and feel was all he could do
"...i turned 'round
and the water was closing all around
like a glove like the love
that had finally finally found me
and i knew in the crystalline knowledge of you
drove me through the mountains
through the crystal like clear water fountain
drove me like a mad man
to the sea to the sea..."
-Stevie Nicks "Crystal"
"...Just tell me why
Why it has to be like this
That the good ones disappear
I'm asking you why
I'm asking why
I'm asking why
Nobody gives an answer
I'm just asking why..."
Enigma - "Why"
"...And when it seems that we're in a dead end street There's no reason to cry Cause we have a helping hand who's always aside..." Enigma - "Prism Of Life"