Dissonance

Through the blinds the sunlight breaks reflecting off of plaster flakes The music from the other room restores me back into the womb So safe within my mother's walls before I knew these empty halls Pieces of an afternoon are mingled with some ghostly tune Melodic bittersweet refrain echoing throughout my brain I keep returning to the page of flashes from a long gone age That's scattered with so many toys and filled with phantom girls and boys The playgrounds rusting in my mind though full of weeds will stand enshrined To mark the grave of innocence that led me to this dissonance