A plastic glass in a sunburnt hand A voice that's louder than a marching band But I'm still a stranger in a foreign land I'm a memory that's fading fast A lover you once had Your minds the ocean I'm a grain of sand We'll brave the water just to reach the land And for all the insignificance I'd hold your hand The past is the past you'll find We're all floating past it You can't trust what I'm saying If it was true I'd be singing it Without the melody the meaning to these words Would they still exist It's an existential question I'm just one hand clapping I'm a tree falling in the woods But with no one around to hear I'd still say this I'm a memory that's fading fast But I still exist The patterns, the shapes, the letters They form the truth when I'm singing this You can't trust what I'm saying If it was true I'd be singing it Without the melody the meaning to these words Would they still exist It's an existential question I'm just one hand clapping I'm a tree falling in the woods But with no one around to hear I'd still say this I'm a memory that's fading fast But I still exist