Yeah I guess it’s over

I know it to be true,

hard to pull the trigger

on

me and you.
Thirty one years
has come and gone
it took us some time
to write this song,
fading is my heart away.
This feeling of dread
encircles my soul,
my heart beats silent,
quiet

alone.
Empty rooms,
our hair turned grey.
Where do all the memories go – to fade?
Yes time
like fire
rages
on;
consuming
us
in
its
midst.
For Lisa
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