Memory
Embracing Midnight Memories: A Poetic Journey of Reflection and Renewal
Lyrics
Midnight, not a sound from the pavement
Describes the silence of the night on the streets
Has the moon lost her memory?
Wondering if the moon has forgotten or lost its memories
She is smiling alone
The moon appears happy but alone
In the lamplight, the withered leaves collect at my feet
Withered leaves gather around in the lamplight at the singer's feet
And the wind begins to moan
The wind starts to make a moaning sound
Memory, all alone in the moonlight
Reflecting on memories, feeling isolated in moonlight
I can smile at the old days
Capable of smiling when remembering the past
I was beautiful then
Feeling beautiful in the past
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Recollection of a time when happiness was clear
Let the memory live again
Desire for those memories to resurface
Every streetlamp seems to beat
Every streetlamp seems to convey a sense of fate
A fatalistic warning
Streetlamps symbolize a fatalistic message
Someone mutters and the street lamp gutters
Someone speaks softly and the streetlamp flickers
And soon
Anticipation of the approaching morning
It will be morning
Anticipating the arrival of morning
Daylight
Awareness of waiting for daylight to come
I must wait for the sunrise
Contemplation of a new life as the sun rises
I must think of a new life
Determined not to surrender to despair
And I mustn't give in
Realization that tonight's experiences will become memories by dawn
When the dawn comes, tonight will be a memory too
Acknowledgment of a new day starting afresh
And a new day will begin
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Burnt out ends of smokey days
Noting the unpleasant scent of morning
The stale cold smell of morning
Symbolic end of the night, another day beginning
The street lamp dies, another night is over
Acknowledging the dawn of a new day
Another day is dawning
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Touch me
Desire for connection or touch
It's so easy to leave me
Expressing the ease of being left alone
All alone with my memory
Alone, left with memories of happier times
Of my days in the sun
Remembering the joyful past
If you touch me, you'll understand what happiness is
Suggesting that understanding comes with touch
Look, a new day has begun
Noting the commencement of a new day
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