Scenes Rushing By

we are scenes rushing by

and it's love that keep us alive, one moment at a

time

on the corner of California and Mason, I step off the

curb, and then I face it

in the headlights, I see it flash

like a slow motion rocketblast, I'm flying through the

air, and now I see that every sign was there

I'm falling through time, and I keep repeating this

line: we are scenes rushing by

and it's love that keep us alive, one moment at a

time

I can't tell if I'm dying, or falling in love, or all

of the above

in this ocean of feeling, I remember every scene, and

feel them being washed clean

the pavement becomes coulds, the ground is spinning

around, and memories are turned upside down

I'm falling through time, and I keep repeating this

line: we are scenes rushing by

and it's love that keep us alive, one moment at a

time

we're already dead, living in someone's head

as a flashback, as a memory, as a photograph with a

love note on the back

we are scenes rushing by

and it's love that keep us alive, one moment at a

time

you can't ignore your fate