i threw my last years away & to focus on reality's thread & and when i collapse i know & the string will continue to wind & and with these words i make an oath that silence will outlast me & it stretches far beyond the place that history will know me & for as i sit, secure in what i know is now before me & i focus on the end and how i know that it will take me & quietly & undramatically & when you're gone & frozen images dissolve, discarded & with certainty & the struggles that we face disappear, uncaring & with disregard & quietly time shuffles through the room, unknowing & with disregard & undramatically we'll fade and then this won't matter & breathe in, breathe out & no triumph to be found & like a stone cast to the sea & i will be forgotten & let this fade as a whimper against time & i will be forgotten & i will be forgotten & we will be forgotten