The nights are fading day by day,
Disintegrating into empty space,
Leaving no trace of my decay.
Sometimes, at the lonely bay,
You can see the memory of a forgotten face
As the nights are fading day by day.
Tears swell up as you hear someone say
"Everyone left me in this large place,
Leaving no trace of my decay."
People are like the wind, blowing over clay.
They have no effect on me, or this place,
As the nights are fading day by day.
I watch everyone blow away,
Moving on to their destination, abandoning this space,
Leaving no trace of my decay
It feels like I'm growing weaker this way,
Watching people come and go with a fast pace.
The nights are fading day by day,
Leaving no trace of my decay.
