Watching backwards as life like pictures

Stinging thoughts, born with phantoms

We danced above a world forgotten

Moments cherished. . .even now

A train-wrecked heart loves fairy tales

Singing from a gaping wound

However time has left unsettled

My memories play out of tune



You can't unmake a cold mistake

You can't undo the hearts you break

You can't erase the poet's fate

Not even if you try



And she had Audrey Hepburn's smile

With deeper sadder eyes

The only thing she said

No one hears Cassandra cry

Because the earth is standing still

And the truth becomes a lie

A choice profound is bittersweet

No one hears Cassandra cry



A heartfelt sorrow I believe

Offered this for passion's crime

A crippled satellite trapped in orbit

My memories play out of time



You can't unmake a cold mistake

You can't undo the hearts you break

You can't erase the poet's fate

Not even if you try. . .



The listless price of my descension

Where emptiness has pulled me down

Cascading from my divagation

Below the frozen winter skies

Pythonic sadness unreleased

As serpents rigid in the cold

Waiting for the warmth of Sunday

Before the cruelty of growing old



Are you listening?

Are you listening?

Are you listening now?

Like Orpheus with hope intangled

Your path was mapped about your feet

Leading backwards into forgiveness

Or forward to a fools retreat