No Memory
by the Sunday Colors

We have positive confirmation of a safe landing...

I have never been so far away from home
The path forward has never been less clear
My mind is a winding sequence of computer code
The end is far away yet it’s slowly drawing near

I want to remember the people that I love
With some prominent display
The friends who pushed me forward when I thought I’d had enough
The only ones I know who still call me by my given name

I have no memory
No memory of you
I’ll say a little prayer for the times I know we shared
It’s all that I can do

I want to hear your voice inside the piano room
Pull that moment out of my heart, still beating in my chest
But though the feeling is strong I can’t remember why or when or who
The traces of the memory fade into all the rest

Purple, snow-capped mountains
Our spirits silhouetted by a dying star
The tangibles are trapped behind this wall of sound
My battery is low and it’s getting dark

I have no memory
No memory of you
I’ll say a little prayer for the times I know we shared
It’s all that I can do

The light is fading and I am, too
What will be left of me when there’s nothing left of you?

Both…both channels.
We’re on Mars, everybody!