Candles

Where does a waterfall go when the winter comes Or the rocks wear away Where does a flame go when the candle is blown out Or the wax burns away We are candles, when the flame goes out Will others remember the light and warmth If we live well, we'll light other flames With our candles The only reality is from dust we came And to dust we will return All memories will be inaccessible, and it will be permanent And irreversible We are candles, when the flame goes out Will others remember the light and warmth If we live well, we'll light other flames With our candles