All the Moments

Dripping still from seawater Hoping for a longer break In my story I'm the author How long have I been awake? Seven years of unawareness Holding on to infant energy Holding on, holding on Holding on, holding on Holding on, holding on Holding on, holding on Holding on, holding on All the moments are gone Finding it alone Trying to atone All the moments are gone Forever is a myth The presence is the only thing that's real All the moments are gone Finding it alone Trying to atone All the moments are gone Forever is a myth The presence is the only thing that's real I would gladly spend a lifetime Chasing hopelessly the sublime Reconstructing broken walls Building me a solid fortress Closing the familiar halls Repainting the old portraits Holding on, holding on Holding on, holding on Holding on, holding on Holding on, holding on Holding on, holding on All the moments are gone Finding it alone Trying to atone All the moments are gone Forever is a myth The presence is the only thing that's real All the moments are gone Finding it alone Trying to atone All the moments are gone The presence is the only thing that's real