Ephemera

Every song I write
Is a photograph
Telling a tale
About wheat or chaff

The wheat might be
A sunny day
The chaff might be
Skies of gray


Images, emotions
Feelings that I've had
Most were good
Some were sad

My inner eye
A camera
Has an ear
For ephemera


Everything is ephemera
Nothing lasts forever
That's why I try
To never say never

My inner eye 
A camera
Has an ear
For ephemera

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