I am that constant in the sky,
that stone within the stream
and all my life just flows past me,
at least that how it seems.

I'm told the world's left me behind,
that the past's where I belong
and looking at my life this day,
I can't say that they're wrong.

So memory must serve me
in my daily quest for calm
while the boundless sea of history
is the main I sail upon.

In memory's dreams lives happiness,
those times are real to me,
a better world than living life
a slave to destiny.

I am as constant as the sky
or sorrow's unshed tear.
I struggle to remain unchanged
each restless racing year.

For most, the light shines up ahead
so they may strive and find,
for me it warms my deepest soul
from somewhere far behind.

So memory must serve me
in my daily quest for calm
while the boundless sea of history
is the main I sail upon.
While the boundless sea of history
Is the main I sail upon.