Thursday, September 23, 2010

verse one

time seems to slip through my fingers like the sands of the earth.

memories flow away like a strong undercurrent

playing my guitar, thoughts of you fade into night

like ashes of the fire they fade into dark

times when i would play for you, times when i would sing for you

back when the night was young, back when the tide was high

back in the dawns before today, back when we where in love