Image

In life theres images, seen by eyes
But their forgotten in a second, pushed out of mind
From a tree to the stars, erased in a moment it seems
But to look at little deeper, you'll remember the moments that are these
If live is for living and death is the end
Then why do we destroy the land before our time does end
And all of these pictures kept, whether we like it or not
So why do we kill and then the image, not forgot
From the mind of a child, to an old aging man
We have all seen the same, eyes a gift and a damn
In a moment it may seem that your directed from your view
But remember that the image will always stay with you