Spider Monkey

Time is but a memory The bitter note unsung running Trying to find salvation From the sorrow that is done For the life of me Will the sorrow rise? For this under Underlies all I see For time is but a memory Beautiful for some Feathered like a majorette In a rose unsaid and done Moments Like a rainbow colored sky How they come and go They come and go but why? For unknown Is our fortune And our fortune won't let go And our faith It will die with the sun It will lie underneath All will see For time is but a memory Beautiful for some Feathered like a majorette In a rose unsaid and done But it's all All for our future And our future won't let go [Incomprehensible]