stratospheric traces of our transitory flight trails of condensation held in narrow paths of white the sun is turning black the world is turning gray all the stars fade from the night the oceans drain away horizon to horizon memory written on the wind fading away like an hourglass grain by grain swept away like voices in a hurricane in a vapor trail in a vapor trail atmospheric phases make the transitory last vaporize the memories that freeze the fading past silence all the song birds stilled by the killing frost forests burn to ashes everything is lost horizon to horizon memory written on the wind washed away like footprints in the rain swept away like voices in a hurricane in a vapor trail in a vapor trail washed away like footprints in the rain swept away like voices in a hurricane in a vapor trail in a vapor trail in a vapor trail in a vapor trail in a vapor trail in a vapor trail in a vapor trail in a vapor trail1