Days Of Oblivion – Edge Of Spirit – letras

Things buried in oblivion between today and yesterdaySound and soundWord and wordThey are forgotten and passing me byThey mad a lot things, sound, words,incidents and people nonexistentScoop up everything and hold them with devotion not to overflowRemember as far as the capacity of my brainExpress as far as the capacity of my mindStill thoughts have been forgotten in intervalsThey mad a lot of thoughts, sound, words,incidents, and people been passedIn silenceSound not to turn to sound…Words not to turn to words…How can I grab them?Person I and to meet, but I couldn’t meet.Incident had to happen, but it didn’t happen.Days should be unforgettable, but nobody rememberHow can I grab them?Wonder there was no feeling then?Where’s the feeling?I can’t confirm what I’ve mad by myself.Not in my brain, not in my mind… .Where?