All The Moments
Dripping still from seawater
Hoping for a longer break
In my story I'm the author
How long have I been awake?
Seven years of unawareness
Holding on to infant energy
Holding on, holding on
Holding on, holding on
Holding on, holding on
Holding on, holding on
Holding on, holding on
All the moments are gone
Finding it alone
Trying to atone
All the moments are gone
Forever is a myth
The presence is the only thing that's real
All the moments are gone
Finding it alone
Trying to atone
All the moments are gone
Forever is a myth
The presence is the only thing that's real
I would gladly spend a lifetime
Chasing hopelessly the sublime
Reconstructing broken walls
Building me a solid fortress
Closing the familiar halls
Repainting the old portraits
Holding on, holding on
Holding on, holding on
Holding on, holding on
Holding on, holding on
Holding on, holding on
All the moments are gone
Finding it alone
Trying to atone
All the moments are gone
Forever is a myth
The presence is the only thing that's real
All the moments are gone
Finding it alone
Trying to atone
All the moments are gone
The presence is the only thing that's real
