A plastic glass in a sunburnt hand
A voice that's louder than a marching band
But I'm still a stranger in a foreign land
I'm a memory that's fading fast
A lover you once had
Your minds the ocean
I'm a grain of sand
We'll brave the water just to reach the land
And for all the insignificance I'd hold your hand
The past is the past you'll find
We're all floating past it
You can't trust what I'm saying If it was true I'd be singing it
Without the melody the meaning to these words
Would they still exist
It's an existential question
I'm just one hand clapping
I'm a tree falling in the woods
But with no one around to hear
I'd still say this
I'm a memory that's fading fast
But I still exist
The patterns, the shapes, the letters
They form the truth when I'm singing this
You can't trust what I'm saying If it was true I'd be singing it
Without the melody the meaning to these words
Would they still exist
It's an existential question
I'm just one hand clapping
I'm a tree falling in the woods
But with no one around to hear
I'd still say this
I'm a memory that's fading fast
But I still exist
