Towers stood high
as the fog rolled low
empty buildings sang
contemporary words i didn't know
all the unseen faces
pressed against blackened glass
sprouting forgotten visions
of memories with no past
a twinkle of thought occurs
when the spirit is almost gone
raise your voice higher
sing a different song
as you hit your climax
to the story of your life
realize that you can live
without so much strife
for your world may be imaginary
to the vibrations without a tune
but walk with a little pride
for in this world your not alone
