Left Me
Feeling lost and alone trying to remember something good.
A rare and precious memory,
Lies in the catacombs of my brain,
Long gone, lost forever,
Never to be redeemed.
A soft voice keeps whispering,
Trying to remember a time,
Long ago and far away,
In the dark, murky depths of my mind.
Lost forever, gone for good,
It left me, along with you.
A lost love I can't recall,
Keeps echoing in my ears,
A voice of reason, my misgiving,
Installs it's grounds for fear.
A reminder of my futility,
My useless waste of romance,
The music's stopped, the ball is over,
It seems you were my last dance.
No more tender love and kisses,
You left me holding the roses.
My soft nights are turning hard,
My sweet dreams are now nightmares,
My morning chorus is silent now,
The birds don't live here anymore.
I have no excuses for who I am,
But I am remorseful of what I am,
Standing at my window staring,
Looking for what I once had.
It's out there somewhere,
It left me this despair.
Melancholy dinners for one,
The candle light has long since gone,
A bottle of whisky replaced the wine,
A napkin stained with tears of time.
I sit there in the silence,
Pondering my thoughts,
Wondering what could have happened,
And how it all amounts to naught.
I have nothing left of usefulness,
Your departure left me useless.
I find an old photograph of you,
To stir a memory or two,
And I can almost remember your name,
By staring into the eyes so blue.
And I can almost smell your scent,
I'm sure it lingers in the air,
Or is it the smell of loneliness,
That harbors everywhere?
I just don't know anymore,
My senses left me long ago.
It's raining hard again,
Hammering against my window pane,
In somber harmony with the wind,
It plays my loves last refrain.
I'm closing the doors to my memories,
I'll inter them in the catacombs,
I'll wear a poppy and a black armband,
To remind my of their perpetual doom,
And my futile sacrifice.
For when you left, you took my life.
Lies in the catacombs of my brain,
Long gone, lost forever,
Never to be redeemed.
A soft voice keeps whispering,
Trying to remember a time,
Long ago and far away,
In the dark, murky depths of my mind.
Lost forever, gone for good,
It left me, along with you.
A lost love I can't recall,
Keeps echoing in my ears,
A voice of reason, my misgiving,
Installs it's grounds for fear.
A reminder of my futility,
My useless waste of romance,
The music's stopped, the ball is over,
It seems you were my last dance.
No more tender love and kisses,
You left me holding the roses.
My soft nights are turning hard,
My sweet dreams are now nightmares,
My morning chorus is silent now,
The birds don't live here anymore.
I have no excuses for who I am,
But I am remorseful of what I am,
Standing at my window staring,
Looking for what I once had.
It's out there somewhere,
It left me this despair.
Melancholy dinners for one,
The candle light has long since gone,
A bottle of whisky replaced the wine,
A napkin stained with tears of time.
I sit there in the silence,
Pondering my thoughts,
Wondering what could have happened,
And how it all amounts to naught.
I have nothing left of usefulness,
Your departure left me useless.
I find an old photograph of you,
To stir a memory or two,
And I can almost remember your name,
By staring into the eyes so blue.
And I can almost smell your scent,
I'm sure it lingers in the air,
Or is it the smell of loneliness,
That harbors everywhere?
I just don't know anymore,
My senses left me long ago.
It's raining hard again,
Hammering against my window pane,
In somber harmony with the wind,
It plays my loves last refrain.
I'm closing the doors to my memories,
I'll inter them in the catacombs,
I'll wear a poppy and a black armband,
To remind my of their perpetual doom,
And my futile sacrifice.
For when you left, you took my life.
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