Little Moon Man

Strange that it appears, like no one’s here to stay
I’ve wondered all this time, but even though the etchings of my life get moulded all the same

People moving on - those decisions could be wrong
Close to losing sight of who we are for reasons so unknown, Is it all the same?

Who controls our fate?
Who designed life anyway?
Search and take it in your grasp..It’s all i’d even ask..

Through no fault of its own, Life pretends it can be shown
Memories that should last, and secrets that will take us from our past...
Was it all the same?

Distant for a while. Life pretends to hold your smile
Slowly sinking in that even though you may not always win
Was it all the same?

Taken by surprise. On a journey realise that you’ll always be the same
But in a changing frame