Smell

Is this the part where the brain scans shows where memories reside?

Some ambiguous shape in me suddenly producing light

Triggered like a tripwire, every time I breathe it in

Isn't it strange that a lilac tree is what unlocks where I've been?

Like a time machine rebuilds the past, my memories return

Like remembering the ashes before they burned

It is the friction that lights the match

Desperate attempts that make it last

So hold my breath for as long as I can

Before long, the wind swells in

I started a fight I could never win

But I'll hold on as long as I can

It vanishes against my will

The light goes out, my heart goes still

And just like that, I believe in ghosts

Time and space are at my back

Performing disappearing acts

Now I can't escape the smell of smoke

The research says that the only way to keep memories intact

Is to lock 'em away and to close the door until countless years have passed

I guess that explains why the strangest things can conjure up the past

And forgotten time will find its long way back

As thin as air, as light as snow

Some combination of the unknown

But doesn't matter, I just know I need more

'Cause I feel like I've been sleeping through the better part of this

Laying dormant through an endless winter that doesn't even exist

It's gravity in an hourglass

Responsible for the avalanche

And the loudest silence that I've ever heard

A memory clear as a bell

A story that I will try to tell

Maybe this time without words