| I hear them walking down the corridor
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| Footsteps in the halls of time
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| Faintly I see their faces
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| On the back roads of my mind
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| Words in the darkness are always there
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| Raping me with their thoughtlessness
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| Dreams I can’t clear from my head
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| I feel them calling to me
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| Naked night dance, shadows on my window
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| I lay alone with a memory
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| All my friends have died or gone away
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| I live my life for thoughts of yesterday
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| Away from the feelings I have in my head
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| If I could take back all the things I’ve said
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| Away from the
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| Wish I could go back to
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| I watch them playing from the twilight of my years
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| Watching, waiting silent there
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| Children running as were my tears
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| I look back and |