I hear them walking down the corridor,

Footsteps in the halls of time

Faintly I see their faces,

On the back roads of my mind

Words in the darkness are always there,

Raping me with their thoughtlessness

Dreams I can't clear from my head,

I feel them calling to me

Naked night dance shadows on my window,

I lay alone with a memory

All my friends have died or gone away,

I live my life for thoughts of yesterday

Away from the feeling I have in my head,

If I ccould take back all the things I've said

I watch them playing from the twilight of my years

Watching, waiting silent there,

Children running as were my tears

I look back and......