Some Of Them

Some of them are changing day to day Some of them flicker then they fade Some of them are triggered off by any crazy thing Some of them are all that's left Some of them are just dead regrets Some of them are shining out through everything I see Some of them Some of them Some of them Some of them are brittle, some are sad Some of them are aching, some are glad Some of them are gone so long, they're hard to recognize Stand close to the long parade Watch them pa*sing by in their million ways Walk on through the evergreens Pa*s from scene to scene through all these yesterdays Some of them are friends just as they were Some of them are gentle, some can fret Some of them are crowding closer every pa*sing year Some of them live in photographs Some of them still give me a laugh Some of them I've out-absorbed as they're changing me Some of them Some of them Some of them