Mark J. Halliday Poet Lyric

In the Haze

Clear summer nights, when it’s still arm outside, I lay in bed and think of you.
Old summer days, from another time and place; I had a younger point of view.
Time heals old wounds if we let them, but only if we can forget them, 
And leave them in the haze.
 
Old pictures fade, no reason to be saved, especially of me and you.
Remember when – old things were different then.  Too late, nothing left to do.
Time heals old wounds if we let them, but only if we can forget them, 
And leave them in the haze.
 
Birght summer morns.   After I’ve locked the doors,  I leave my car and earn my pay...
Till five-o-one, when I’ve clocked out and I’m gone.  My mind slips back to another day.
Time heals old wounds if we let them, but only if we can forget them, 
And leave them in the haze.

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