memories of a time once past
locked in tombs hid in tall grass
once were kept but that did pass
and now i sit without you lass
chipped into a granite stone
a marker for a new found home
a wanderer who cannot roam
reading memories from a tome
time seems to pass by each day
where once were colour now is grey
sometimes don't know what to say
but deep beneith we still can play
i'm so tired yet i still wake
my memories, pictures i take
so much, my past, once was or fake?
more empty memories potters make
i want to know just what is real
the things i say the things i feel
i understand i can't redeal
but now i stand and spew my spiel
forgotten memories of the past
a twisted web that fate did cast
sometimes forever cannot last
a flag still raising to half mast
i remember we were young
what happened then, what had begun
what now is gone but once was spun
a memory mine? a memory won?
i won it where i am not sure
so strong is this image of her
a love once lost but does endure
if only there had been a cure
on bended knee, yet i stand tall
i tried to catch when you did fall
and in my grasp, the final call
so now i stand... alone in all...
one time when i still was young
i knew this girl and we had fun
the twisted games we later shun
back at the start when it begun...
