Some Of Them کے بول

Some of them are changing day to day Some of them flicker then they fade Some of them get triggered off by any crazy thing Some of them are all that's left Some of them are just dead regrets Some of them are shining out through everything I see Some of them are brittle, some are sad. Some of them are aching, some are glad. Some of them are gone so long they're hard to recognise. Stand close To the long parade Watch them passing by In their million ways Walk on Through the evergreens Pass from scene to scene Through all these yesterdays Some of them are friends just as they were, Some of them are gentle, some can flare. Some of them are crowding closer every passing year. Some of them live in photographs Some of them still give me a laugh Some of them I've altered slowly as they're changing me.