Cryptic, To Music
In a noisy house
I sit so silently
Listening to words replayed
A week I've been out of that country
Still you're haunting me
Still I wish I were there with you
Or you here with me
I've tried to drive you from my jaded mind
You won't go
So I smile knowingly when she sings that it don't cost a thing,
Because I know,
Memories do.
Written 4-23-01
© Copyright 2002 Courtney Rohlfing :: All Rights Reserved
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