Impression

Blazing dust, I walk through time
My old friends aren't mine

All of their faces like leaves on a fall day, the wind sweeps them away
I try to catch them, but they won't stay

Impression
A footprint in the snow
Follow a trip made long ago

I keep on moving, there's no one beside me, but I don't walk alone
Can anyone really ever get free from the people they have known?

Impression
A softly fading note
Taking shape and letting go

Strangers I once knew and now have forgotten, thе fog is rolling in
I still have my vision, but I can't see