text: If you would stop and notice that we number every day
  But allow the many moments left uncounted slip away
  You don’t have to count them, just enjoy them one by one
  Then things would take a different hue and sparkle in the sun
  The winds would lift you up into the sky
  The winds would lift you up into the sky above
  Where you would see a trail of treasured memories you love
  A rainbow record of the thoughts and moments you’ve enjoyed
  Arcs behind the earth as spectral colors in the void
  In the void
  Scents and subtle sounds