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......