Memories of Me

All these memories of me now
Like a whisper
to a scream

A bed of nails on sharpened silver spikes
cuts me like
a memory

A wounded smile that always makes me laugh
a photograph

The limelight dimming on a dead end street
to the beat

And I know when the day is gone
the darkness breaks the dawn
I started for more

A song they played so long ago
I heard it on
the radio

A dream of molten liquid breeze
wakes me from
a memory

Blue lines slashed on bloodshot
hazel eyes
it's no surprise

It creeps back slowly coming in degrees
a memory

And night turns into another day
as it fades to gray
just like before

And I hear that sound again
I can remember when
it played before



Credits
Writer(s): גרגי מתתיהו, יכבס לינדה
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