If you would stop and notice that we number every day
But how the many moments left uncounted slip away
You don't have count them, just enjoy them one by one
And things will take a different hue and sparkle in the sun
The winds will lift you into the sky

The winds will lift you into the sky above
Where you will see a trail of treasure, memories you love
A rainbow record of the thoughts, the moments you've enjoyed
Arcs behind the earth as spectral colors in the void
In the void

Scents and subtle sounds
Scents and subtle sounds
Scents and subtle sounds
Scents and subtle sounds
Scents and subtle sounds
Scents and subtle sounds
Scents and subtle sounds
Scents and subtle sounds
Scents and subtle sounds
Scents and subtle sounds
Scents and subtle sounds
Scents and subtle sounds
Scents and subtle sounds
Scents and subtle sounds