One day this will all be only a memory
The only evidence there ever was a you or me
Maybe some photographs, a letterhead
Some tattered clothes or a battered car.
If we're lucky, someone might know our names
Maybe what we look like, how we talk
Or the ground on which we walk.
Impermanence
Let that sink in, get under your skin
Even the greatest empires crumble
Into writing on a book
Collecting dust on a shelf
Who will remember you?
How long do you think you'll last
A few years? Maybe a generation or two at best...
Millions of tombstones, only thousands of visitors
In vanity I dwell
The only evidence there ever was a you or me
Maybe some photographs, a letterhead
Some tattered clothes or a battered car.
If we're lucky, someone might know our names
Maybe what we look like, how we talk
Or the ground on which we walk.
Impermanence
Let that sink in, get under your skin
Even the greatest empires crumble
Into writing on a book
Collecting dust on a shelf
Who will remember you?
How long do you think you'll last
A few years? Maybe a generation or two at best...
Millions of tombstones, only thousands of visitors
In vanity I dwell
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I actually bought an acoustic guitar, nothing fancy. I kind of did it on a whim. I've never played before, but always wanted to...so i figured, why not? My best friend is a musician and he's always offering to teach me...i guess i'll take him up on his offer now. Our exchange is that I have to teach him Spanish lol.
I do enjoy writing, but have never really tried songwriting. Although, i suppose, almost anything can be made into a song.