BB Grey–musings

“Let us die young or let us live forever
We don’t have the power but we never say never
Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short trip
The music’s for the sad men”

Forever Young, Alphaville

A response:

Let us chase echoes where time has no tether,
Fading like whispers or dancing forever.
Fingers trace stories in sand’s fleeting lines,
Songs for the lost and the dreamer who pines.

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