Song of Our Golden Days
Candlelight flickers a ghost on your face
Through curtains of sorrow the softest lace
Whispers in the darkness the touch of your grace
Memories cascade in a silent embrace
Ashes to ashes in the cold moon's glow
Where once hearts entwined now only shadows
Each breath a relic of a love laid low
In the depths of the night where the lost winds blow
And so this requiem softly plays
Beneath the stars' unyielding gaze
Each note a thorn the night betrays
The song of our once golden days
The song of our once golden days
Here in the stillness beneath the weeping willow
Your absence cuts through the night a chilling billow
A dance of echoes where the depths shall wallow
Your laughter haunts me hollow oh so hollow
In the garden of the dead our love's reprieve
Where time itself seems to grieve
And roses bloom with intent to deceive
For beneath their beauty the thorns weave
The clock ticks on relentless severe
Each tick a reminder you're no longer here
In the quietus your face appears
Fleeting within the veil of my tears
Now the dawn breaks its cruel light a sneer
Mocking the shadows that still appear
Ghosts of what was year after year
In the silence your absence I fear
Yet in this pain there's a beauty so clear
In the love that we held forever dear
Though you've gone where I can't adhere
In my heart I keep you near
And so this requiem softly plays
Beneath the stars' unyielding gaze
Each note a thorn the night betrays
The song of our once golden days
So let the night keep our lost embrace
And I will seek in every place
A memory time can't erase
Till I'm but a shadow in your trace
Through curtains of sorrow the softest lace
Whispers in the darkness the touch of your grace
Memories cascade in a silent embrace
Ashes to ashes in the cold moon's glow
Where once hearts entwined now only shadows
Each breath a relic of a love laid low
In the depths of the night where the lost winds blow
And so this requiem softly plays
Beneath the stars' unyielding gaze
Each note a thorn the night betrays
The song of our once golden days
The song of our once golden days
Here in the stillness beneath the weeping willow
Your absence cuts through the night a chilling billow
A dance of echoes where the depths shall wallow
Your laughter haunts me hollow oh so hollow
In the garden of the dead our love's reprieve
Where time itself seems to grieve
And roses bloom with intent to deceive
For beneath their beauty the thorns weave
The clock ticks on relentless severe
Each tick a reminder you're no longer here
In the quietus your face appears
Fleeting within the veil of my tears
Now the dawn breaks its cruel light a sneer
Mocking the shadows that still appear
Ghosts of what was year after year
In the silence your absence I fear
Yet in this pain there's a beauty so clear
In the love that we held forever dear
Though you've gone where I can't adhere
In my heart I keep you near
And so this requiem softly plays
Beneath the stars' unyielding gaze
Each note a thorn the night betrays
The song of our once golden days
So let the night keep our lost embrace
And I will seek in every place
A memory time can't erase
Till I'm but a shadow in your trace
Credits
Writer(s): Chris Bendsen
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