Whispers Of The Past

Of The Wand And The Moon

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And day dissolves into gold
Night beckons and calls
Night turns white with grief
I can’t sleep

Whispers of the past
Memories of yesteryears
The things that did not last
I recollect the tears

My love, hold me tight
There’s a haunted Moon tonight
Withered flowers never lie
In midnight hours and numb goodbyes

Whispers of the past
Memories of yesteryears
The things that did not last
I recollect the tears