Memory
Embracing Memories: A Poetic Journey through Love and Loss
Lyrics
Daylight, see the dew on the sunflower
Observing the dew on a sunflower in daylight.
And a rose that is fading
Noting a fading rose.
Roses whither away like the sunflower
Comparing the withering of roses to that of sunflowers.
I yearn to turn my face to the dawn
Expressing a desire to face the dawn.
I am waiting for the day
Awaiting a specific day.
Midnight, not a sound from the pavement
Describing a silent midnight pavement.
Has the moon lost her memory?
Questioning if the moon has lost its memory.
She is smiling alone in the lamplight
Observing the moon smiling alone in lamplight.
The withered leaves collect at my feet
Noticing withered leaves at the speaker's feet.
And the wind begins to moan
Noting the wind starting to moan.
Memory, all alone in the moonlight
Reflecting on memories alone in moonlight.
I can smile at the old days, I was beautiful then
Smiling at beautiful past days.
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Recalling a time when happiness was known.
Let the memory live again
Expressing a desire to relive the memory.
Every street lamp
Noticing a fatalistic warning in street lamps.
Seems to beat a fatalistic warning
Describing street lamps seeming ominous.
Someone mutters and the street lamp gutters
Noting muttering and the flickering of a street lamp.
And soon it will be morning
Anticipating the arrival of morning.
Daylight, I must wait for the sunrise
Waiting for daylight and contemplating a new life.
I must think of a new life
Determined not to give in as dawn approaches.
And I mustn't give in when the dawn comes
Resisting surrender when a new day begins.
Tonight will be a memory too
Considering the current night as a future memory.
And a new day will begin
Anticipating the start of a new day.
Burnt out ends of smoky days
Describing the aftermath of smoky days.
The stale cold smell of morning
Noting the cold smell of morning.
The street lamp dies, another night is over
Observing the demise of a street lamp as another night ends.
Another day is dawning
Welcoming the dawn of a new day.
Touch me, it's so easy to leave me
Inviting touch and acknowledging vulnerability.
All alone with the memory
Expressing solitude with memories.
Of my days in the sun if you touch me
Recalling days in the sun through touch.
You'll understand what happiness is
Believing understanding happiness comes through touch.
Look
Pointing out the beginning of a new day.
A new day has begun
Concluding with the start of a new day.
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