Days Long Past

In my mind I wonder, to a place way back in time. To a childhood filled with loneliness, when my thoughts were all in rhythm. The window where I'm watching a world of long ago, is frosted now in coldness, as darkness comes down just so. The window of this memory, is closed to all the world, and only I can see it, as youthful days unfurled. The music that I hear, are sounds of by gone day. They reach down in my heart, and make me want to stay. For those were the days of youth. A time long ago in the past. Days left only in memory. A time that could not last.