You may feed them anything you like
except your memory
You may try as many times as you like
not once or twice
Sitting near an artificial pond
I thought I was losing something
watching the carp go around
watching them go around, but
Vanity of vanities!
Saith the preacher
Vanity of Vanities! My love, all is vanity
Do you remember the quiet days
when we were too sad to sleep
Keep running away from
those who feed on memories
Sitting near an artificial pond
I thought I was losing something
watching the carp go around
watching them go around, but
Vanity of vanities!
Saith the preacher
Vanity of Vanities! My love, all is vanity
Sitting near an artificial pond
I thought I was losing something
watching the carp go around
watching them go around, but
Vanity of vanities!
Saith the preacher
Vanity of Vanities! My love, all is vanity