Yesterday is so gone
Broken down out like a million fine particles of dust
My boot-prints blown
The sand keeps no memory of where my feet stepped last
Today I've left the gravel path
And now I walk down this rich red carpet
It too I'll leave behind
Not my footprint though, here too they can not last
My fingers prints are everywhere too
On that warm coffee cup I tightly clasped
On the mouse at the cyber too
They too won't last ain't that so sad?
My old friends have forgotten my number
Tomorrow they'll struggle to remember my face
That will not matter much I'm making new ones
And everything I am they all love to remember.
