And the pages turn
And the numbers fade
Like they always have
And they always will
Wiping clean the slates
And erasing words
Hiding the faces
And fading the names
And we all look back
As we always do
Try to see the things
That were never there
And when out of sight
Means we’re out of mind
Did they really mean
Anything at all
If for just one day
We could see it all
Touch the ones we know
See if something’s real
Or just shy away
Like we always do
Afraid to make the move
To hide and die alone.
© All original writing copyright Chris Nelson 2000-2019
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