Do you remember?
Do you remember our last days...
There was a time when the sky was blue,
the air was clear and the dams were full...
Sometimes the fog of numbness lifts for a minute
And I find myself hard up against the grief...
There are mornings
when I wake up...
Tear runs down a sallow cheek
aged body lies in the bier...
In the haunting darkness of the night
wrapped in a blanket of comfort...
Its too late,
You cannot hear again...
My ghosts and phantoms, my memories,
They haunt me like my fantasies...
(I)
My love would frown, if could, about this stone...
It's almost time for your funeral, my little...
and though it's too far away for me to be there...
My heart is empty; my soul is divided.
I am but a hollow shell of my former selves...
When my mother first saw a picture of him,
she gasped in wonder at his beauty...