I Dance With My Tomorrows

There are things so long forgotten and things I never will turning inward, not to see them though they echo in me still and the face that I am known by the eyes that tell the lies walks the road of broken sorrows as my future slowly dies Still, I dance with my tomorrows while the music can be heard Even though I know it's useless for I never knew the words And the one that watches sadly bows her head in silent grief for she's heard the story often knows that death is but a thief walking in the shadows left by each dream I left behind She follows my steps closely never seeing, always blind Still, I dance with my tomorrows while the music can be heard Even though I know it's useless for I never knew the words For the contest "Sing to me" From the song "A Whiter shade of Pale"