A Room In Forever

some drops never drip they just dry up where they are some tears are never shed they're held inside to die some lips are never kissed not a sadder thought have I like the memories held forever in a thousand rooms that cry time is measured only like the acts within a play when the stage is set too slowly all the players slip away as light slips from a dying star before the darkness looms where wishes for eternity could fill a million rooms then the drop is caught forever in a frozen vacant sky where seconds never mattered - not a sadder thought have I