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Midnight
Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight
The withered flowers collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan
All alone in the moonlight
Let the memory live again
Every street lamp seems to beat
A fatalistic warning
And soon it will be morning
Daylight
I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin
Burnt out ends of smoky days
The still cold smell of morning
A street lamp dies ,another night is over
Another day is dawning
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun
If you touch me,
Youll understand what grief is
Look, a new day has begun...
 
 
 
 


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