i hold within, my treasured memories

i hold within, my treasured memories
inside my private treasure chest, my brain
one day they'll be dispersed into the breeze

and though the pictures faded in degrees
their value's grown as wheat grows from the grain
i hold within, my treasured memories

i'll always view them when i turn the keys
that play the moving pictures frame by frame
one day they'll be dispersed into the breeze

for i live but an hour despite my pleas
until the day they melt and turn to stains
i hold within, my treasured memories

he's now a whispered wind among the trees
who lives only in pictures deep ingrained
one day they'll be dispersed into the breeze

this treasure chest will join them as a frieze
and my pictures will haunt another's brain
i hold within, my treasured memories
one day they'll be dispersed into the breeze

(C)2010, Christos Rigakos