I see the Present playing today’s drama on the go,
Bright and dull at the same time.
My mind rummaging through the lost memories of the bygone
Ear phones throbbing 1960s
Life is slow and fast at the same time.
I recall the moments now old and weak
My mind replay the best of it.
The songs I hear carry the dreams I had pin marked
For ourselves back on those days,
During nights I couldn’t sleep in your love.
Now those rusted pins hurt my skin,
And words I hear along the rhythm
Crunch my heart.
Cannot I listen to our songs
Without being reminded of you?
After all these years
Cannot you fade away like the clouds an hour ago now gone…?