In Recognition

In Recognition - Miss May I

The sand surrounding my feet

Drifting in the wind looking on the

Ocean as the waves roll by

The same now as before over and over again

Meaning washed away with the hands of time

Always the same Always the same

I miss the sight of the faces I know

Their voices are the sounds that I cannot let go

So far away that silence is all that I fear

I hear them now he sound is so perfectly clear

My thoughts everywhere but hear distant from where I am

The path I follow now I've already seen

The same now as before over and over again

Meaning washed away with the hands of time

These will not become memories

They will not be unfamiliar to me

These will not become memories

Because they are everything to me

Always the same

I miss the sight of the faces I know

Their voices are the sounds that I cannot let go

So far away that silence is all that I fear

I hear them now the sound is so perfectly clear