Fossils

When the spirals go on forever
And you're drowning in the deep
When the mountains have all but weathered
And Creation is asleep

All I want
Is one sweet moment to tell you
That all the junk the magazines try to sell you
Is not enough to fill the hole in your heart
It's not love
But you'd be forgiven for thinking
With all the other dreams I float that keep sinking
This is one that time can't take apart

When you're nothing but dust and breezes
And even they have long decayed
When the last soul in heaven freezes
I hope you're a little less afraid

All I want
Is one sweet moment to tell you
That all the junk the magazines try to sell you
Is not enough to fill the hole in your heart
It won't last
But sometimes I doubt it was meant to
Because whoever else this message gets sent to
Is just a fossil on their way to the past