• as i walk i turn to shadow
    as i stand i turn to dust
    as i run i turn to memory

    as i walk i turn to shadow
    a shadow barely remembered
    and almost forgoten

    as i stand i turn to dust
    dust that scatters in the wind
    never rememebered always forgoten

    as i run i turn to memory
    a memory that shall not fade
    it is all that is left behind

    so i will run untill my dieing day
    i
    will
    run