we are scenes rushing by
and it's love that keep us alive, one moment at a
time
on the corner of California and Mason, I step off the
curb, and then I face it
in the headlights, I see it flash
like a slow motion rocketblast, I'm flying through the
air, and now I see that every sign was there
I'm falling through time, and I keep repeating this
line: we are scenes rushing by
and it's love that keep us alive, one moment at a
time
I can't tell if I'm dying, or falling in love, or all
of the above
in this ocean of feeling, I remember every scene, and
feel them being washed clean
the pavement becomes coulds, the ground is spinning
around, and memories are turned upside down
I'm falling through time, and I keep repeating this
line: we are scenes rushing by
and it's love that keep us alive, one moment at a
time
we're already dead, living in someone's head
as a flashback, as a memory, as a photograph with a
love note on the back
we are scenes rushing by
and it's love that keep us alive, one moment at a
time

you can't ignore your fate