Cloud of Smoke - K Rino

Life be moving fast, don’t it?

Each second its own component

Long uncountable amounts of happy times and lonely moments

You were crafted built to last

To every soul He gives a task

Recollection is the only way you can relive the past

All that you were able to recall and in between spots

Memories are life events rethought in mental screen shots

Any type of advice you get or thinking after life is next

‘cause in the grand infinite scheme we’re only here a micro spec

Self-reflection increases ‘cause each birthday that leaves us leads to degrees

of aging to our facial features

Transformations we just don’t perceive but they still reach us

lay beneath what situations teach us

But they diminish so don’t act as if your days are endless

Know that your physical traits are only a fading image

A time will come you’ll have to leave this post without a vote

‘cause one day you’ll evaporate and vanish like a cloud of smoke

Like a cloud of smoke

Gone like a cloud of smoke

All will disappear as the years, months and the hours go

Hard to try to grow while simultaneously tryna cope

Existence temporary, you can’t stay when it decides to go

The ticking clock propels us through the life phases that held us

Generational cycles take us from babies to elders

Somewhere in between, the body and mental align

You feel invincible in mind as you enter your prime

The years can prove to be unkind when you’ve been through the grind

And over time, your energy will begin to decline

People we used to touch are now only viewed in our spirits

We start to see the years remove our friends' youthful appearance

Time is proven, all molecular units are moving

Gathered masses of matter we never knew were illusions

We share the same places trillions of past occupants

Many of them that history was unable to document

So each version of ourselves we see them and leave them

Memory not even guaranteed to cerebrally freeze them

They all will cease to be despite how you’re seeking to keep them

Retrieving previous seasons is the reason we need them

Gone like a cloud of smoke

Gone like a cloud of smoke

All will disappear as the years, months and the hours go

Hard to try to grow while simultaneously tryna cope

Existence temporary, you can’t stay when it decides to go

Picture a smoke cloud from the moment that it’s sent out

It starts and grows large then it begins to slowly thin out

You see it in its fullness as it passes through the physical

Then it dispels eventually, waning 'til it’s invisible

And this is typical of all life forms that we know

From animals to plant life, insects and all people

The path of organic transformation is continual

And when you’re through, you may not resemble how some remembered you

‘cause days pass

You begin to age and gain gray hairs

The way that you once looked, you’re unable to stay there

The mind matures more with each day of wisdom absorbance

‘cause things you used to love before are no longer important

If your gradual change is hard to fathom

Get a picture of yourself from every decade and compare them

Then you might understand this concept I’m tryna tell you

And dwell on the effect you’ll have on people who inhale you