Is this world so prone to feeling like lost? This world that we leave behind with each step. The footprints in the snow, they fade and blow. Yet ever shining is a memory, are faces and voices we use to know. They leave with time and so we are more blind. Without them we are different, yet, same. Our memories glow, our present in name. We live taking small steps forwards all the same. This part of me, that grows and bleeds, it cries. For this past of yours, for this past of mine.

We made so many memories that we... looking back at them have but one or two. We threw them away, to make many new. Yet ash to ash, dust to dust, we cannot... This past we sealed, never to now return. This celebration of past times we learn, may very much be the very most last. In this form, for all fades to memories. Is this the end, no, I still, still... believe. We will see eachother again in life.

Strangers at crossroads, enemies in strife. The past we keep moving further from, stays. You will live, I will live, with the come day.

One step forwards, we cannot step one back. We keep going, looking back at our tracks. The effect you have, will forever shine. As ruins of the past, of simple times. Where do we go from here, our paths diverge. Where do we go from here, the rumbling earth.

New adventures! Oh how they do so glow.

New stories! Although tears may still... still flow

We grow, and change, our hearts and brains, stay same. There is no sadness, there is no lost shame. No pain, only longing, for paths blocked. The flock gathers, the flock will seperate. We find each other on this path and late. Lately I think that's fine, it all does shine. We may miss the times we once never had. but we will find new memories, good... bad. So don't cry, there is no sadness or tears. Only a new beginning, have no fear.

We may never be able to go back, our hearts heavy with no easy front path. We may never ever go back, but smile. For the future never lacks a "goodmorning".

A time where the world will shine, a new dawn, brightness even during darkest of times. A place beyond where we have ever been. We're travelers of fate, yet not forget. The past turned us into who we now are, so let. A picture book last for the rest of time, memories bright, hopes that long will now shine.

We will not forget, those memories now. We will hold onto them at our cold boughs. To explore a fridgid ocean landscape, to explore the uncharted futures wake. Where will we be in but one single year? We knew where we were, so now do we hear. The laughing, the crying, the memories. As well as crisp walking to future see. We will smile for all that we have lost, never stop smiling even in frost. The future may be frigid, may be cold. But it can also be endlessly warm, only time will unfold this aching pain.

So smile, although it is so so hard. So cry, let it all out forever bared. Our scars, and victories, they make us now. We will never be able to cry out. That we weren't here, that we could not see. Because the truth verily is that... We were here, we existed, we laughed.

Thankyou for being here, thankyou for that. This alone is enough for loud applause. A procession of clapping, and some tears. Tears because we loved what we used to hear. Smile, and cry, sadness is not so bad. Just get up again, for this future glad!

The past is behind us, so very so. But where we walk towards, it will bright glow! Smile, laugh, celebrate the coming day. It does not diminish the long lost past. Instead it embroiders it with a chime, the chiming of laughter, for all of time! Let none forget us and our slow set rhyme.

"We were here, we were there, we do still care. For this present we will leave long behind, we will smile and laugh for all time! Thankou for being the light which did shine!" I say, as I see traces of you aligned. Aligned in this procession, possession. You will continue to be part of me. You still are part of the community.

This light we will see, when we close our eyes. "Goodmorning, and goodnight, for the last time"

Flowers of happiness and soft spring rain, the start of something new always has pain... hope you'll be okay wherever you are, you have many many friends here and far. I will see you in this life and the next, this is not goodbye, just see you later!