I hear them walking down the corridor,
  Footsteps in the halls of time
  Faintly I see their faces,
  On the back roads of my mind
  Words in the darkness are always there,
  Raping me with their thoughtlessness
  Dreams I can't clear from my head,
  I feel them calling to me
  Naked night dance shadows on my window,
  I lay alone with a memory
  All my friends have died or gone away,
  I live my life for thoughts of yesterday
  Away from the feeling I have in my head,
  If I ccould take back all the things I've said
  I watch them playing from the twilight of my years
  Watching, waiting silent there,
  Children running as were my tears
  I look back and......