Another year passes, now you're getting on.
A Blink of the eye and 60 years have gone...

Walk with me now
down this dark, dreary street...

I wrote this years and years ago, i only found it...
It's boring adoring the one I can't get...

I'm alone; so alone. No time to stop or wait.
Rest of my days in a daze can't concentrate...

I feel him pursuing me, he haunts every dream.
He's freezing my thoughts with every iced breath...

I have the courage to tell you at last,
I should've made my feelings for you clear...

It's been a long time since I've seen you, I know.
But I still see your face every place that I go...

It's now four solid weeks of mortars and tanks.
Trees at our back as to fortify our flanks...

On a beautiful, sun kissed, autumn morn',
Tracks of others seen on soft dewy lawn...

Never about, you were out. Now forcing your self...
We should scream, we should shout. No one wanted...

The season of night,
Delight in this dark...

After three wondrous months
you have figured me out...