My mind’s a little scattered
Not knowing what to do
But all that’s ever mattered
Comes in my love for you
Though our hopes look tattered
Yet we will come through
Let all despair be shattered
Let’s seize our dreams anew!
Memory hurts – our hearts are stung
But sometimes I think the pain is for
Not a particular place but more...
Strange summers, sometimes, heavily imbued
With music of uncertain pitch, have come
As we have laboured in the luxury...
