Live your Time,
and ask why, for simple and yet naught,
Leave your Trail, of moistened Slime,
Powdered Dry, Until Forgot.

Memorize your people,
Today they are quite near,
Forget them for the future,
When they are not right here,

We told them what we meant,
And we meant the words we said,
But time apart we spent,
And now they might as well be dead.