A Moment in Nature Blue-gray Gnatcatcher

“They say that we can reconcile this, put it in the past. They say that we can reconcile this, leave it behind us. It’s in our blood, in these fading memories. It’s in our blood, it’s in our blood, in these fleeting stories. It’s in our blood, it’s in our blood, in these disappearing words It’s in our blood, it’s in our blood even when they stop losing meaning Why does it feel like we’re on the edge? Holding on so we don’t forget. Why does it feel like we’re on a ledge? Staring down at certain death. Why does it feel like the story ends before it begins? I guess we come we go just like the days, there’s light then night then the morning rays. I guess I know just like the snow, we fall, we melt, fade away A month, a day, a week, a year I’d just like to say that we were here We were here, before we walked in the shadow of… We were here, before we walked in the shadow of… We are here, and we walk in the shadow of… I am here, and I walk in the shadow of us. Why does it feel like the story ends before it begins? Why does it feel like the story ends before it begins? Oh we were here, in these fading memories. Oh we were here, in these fleeting stories. Oh we were here, in these disappearing words. Oh we were here, It’s in our blood. I guess we come we go just like the days, there’s life then death then life again. I guess I’m afraid just like the rain It’ll wash away eventually. A month, a day, a week, a year I’d just like to say that we were here.” Much love, Aysanabee

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