23 December 2012
I'm looking out on a line of lights, To see the place where she may lie, Sleeping, If not today. A thousand nights now hold their sway, Over words that weep and eyes that fade, I'm keeping, It all away.
The memories that never played upon a tearful breeze, They may not come to you, But they come to me with ease.
If all I am is all I've done, Then, every day I more become, The man I, Never became. And in my life I'll still believe, That all in life I'll never need, And no one, Can ever save me.
The memories they never fade, They never leave me be, They always come to me,
As and when they please.
You'll never save me from the memories. They come to me now, As and when they please.
As And When They Please • Opuss № I