Wasted Memories Too
And all that’s left is the dark.
Once there was music in the night
but now we are silenced by the right.
And all of us will be sad
when every day and every night
plays songs from you and me.
Do not listen!
Keep searching for something
but let me know where you are
if you ever need accompaniment.
Our time has no harmony.
There will be no more performances.
Parting will bring heartache
and surely, it will be raining.
There is no treatment.
No matter how high they crank
the volume, it will not stir
the remnants of our lost rhythms.
Only time can heal the sounds
of this love’s dirty dischord.