Impression

Blazing dust, I walk through time My old friends aren't mine All of their faces like leaves on a fall day, the wind sweeps them away I try to catch them, but they won't stay Impression A footprint in the snow Follow a trip made long ago I keep on moving, there's no one beside me, but I don't walk alone Can anyone really ever get free from the people they have known? Impression A softly fading note Taking shape and letting go Strangers I once knew and now have forgotten, thе fog is rolling in I still have my vision, but I can't see