Fleeting Things - Gazpacho

The rosary

The fire in me will disappear

Aimed to keep imprisoned what only lives in freedom

Time is always fleeting

An illusionary line

Crumbling to pieces as empires fall

Failing to keep what’s the essence of all

Bullied and broken, bloody and bruised

Hiding in secret, ancient stories

Our tales will all fade without light

The future will quietly eat them alive

I stayed for the stories, the secret stories

Where you have been

The sights you’ve seen

I’ll keep them near

Stay to hold them dearer

Make the colours clearer

The underdog believer

Quietly stays right here

Picking up pieces as empires fall

Aiming to keep what’s the essence of all

Bullied and broken, bloody and bruised

Living in moments, stolen moments

The sand becomes gold in the wonder of night

The deck has been stacked and the stakes were too high

Drunk with the moment, the only moment

Decided to give it all back

You’ll never own what’s only borrowed