My mind has a revolving door.
Faster, faster, eyes front never back,
Better is the road ahead, for
Mirrored is nothing but the black
Loose memories line my pockets,
Questioned are they as to their existence,
Timeís yet to tell the pain that lasts,
That road ahead is showered with penance
Suspicion grows as does body and mind
Those thoughts once thought so friendly
Turn trust to clear doubt, still no sound
Just guilt and conscience, Shame on me
Who are you? Where are you?
Do You remember me? Iíll never forget You.
Drift away into the unforgotten past
You touched my heart, in My eyes
Innocent then, that did not last
Never once you heard my unwanted cries