I'm really going to miss our potentiality
Most of all the days we never got to live
They are so real to me
I guess we must have fooled time when we
Made it through to this side of our memories

Time is all we have, but time is nothing real
That makes us a little lost here
It makes existence itself a little hard to believe
But just have faith, my dear
I'm sorry if I made you think that all will be just fine
I hate to break that we must die

I left you all alone, a ghoul
I don't even think I know you
And you don't know who I am
You never had a chance to
'Cause I was always searching and I was never there
Was busy leaving you

So dream of me as if I'm a little spark shooting off of a campfire
Swirling with a smokened up ego
Perhaps towards the night sky
And you will see the afterglow
But sometime pretty soon, I'll be out of sight
Out of sight
And you will see the afterglow, but I'll be out of sight, oh

I'm really going to miss our potentiality
Most of all the days we never got to live
They are so real to me
And I will keep on fooling time
Also from the other side of our memories
When all that's left is memories
When all that's left is memories