In an old house by the bent willow tree
Dusty frames with faces lost to me
Echoes of laughter trapped in the wood
Time took the memories
If only it could
Summer nights beneath the open sky
Stars that watched as we said goodbye
Paths we wandered
Now overgrown
Traces left behind by lives unknown
Longing in the silence of the rain
Dreams once woven now threadbare pain
Every whisper in the twilight's glow
Are fading echoes of long ago
A paper boat on a winding stream
Carried away like an endless dream
Words unspoken
Letters never sent
Time folds all into its lament
In the garden where the shadows play
Ghosts of moments from a different day
Visions blur as twilight closes in
Pages turn
Where do I begin?
Longing in the silence of the rain
Dreams once woven now threadbare pain
Every whisper in the twilight's glow
Are fading echoes of long ago
