Forgotten are the things that pose no value.
Forgotten is the smile that used to last.
Forgotten are the things from ages past.

Forgotten is the tomb which bares no name.
Forgotten are the things that count.
Forgotten is eternity’s long taunt.

Forgotten is the soul which lays in me.
Forgotten as the rivers and the sea.
Forgotten is the one that really matters,
Forgotten is the glass that finally shatters.

Forgotten lay the feelings in your soul,
Forgotten echoes in an empty space,
That fade so quickly
Fade
And leave no trace.