Pictures turn yellow and fade From the walls Where they've been posted for years Pictures of past and forgotten Noel balls Which have been visited with tears The tape once strong and able to hold Dried up and gone Though the memories last The days now twice as long On a day where even the smell is nostalgic On a day where even one breath is a memory Where have you been and where have you gone And what do you have to show for yourself? A picture? A postcard? Nothing without some to share These memories with A time travel so swift As you can't remember As you can't even tell if it was real Where have you been? Where have you gone?