Forget Your Calculus -

Forget your calculus

Who will forget us

Maybe everything here’s meant to last

Bones and articles of clothing pass

Buried underneath the lime and grass

Directions south or north

My compass broke from course

Bury underneath the lime and dirt

Fools know more than gold

It’s written fools

You wanted it you got it yeah what is the world to you

What is the world to you

Treasures and ooooolllld rocks

What will we leave behind

Who will remember us?

They say it’s fate the archeology of lives

I leave mine for you.