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New Year's Eve

With a wave of the hand
     and a wry, twisted smile,
She'll cast you aside
     ev'ry once in a while;
And the door is shut quick
     without making a sound,
You'll wait for the echoes
     of a world tumbling down.
Outside through the rains
     on a sunrise of grey,
An old fashioned love
     has been fading away;
The frames have been emptied,
     there's no chair in the room,
And radios keep playing 
     those old songs of gloom.

     And the Christmas tree lights are flickering low,
     Old men on the street walk through the falling snow;
     A trickle of life rides on tides of the time,
     Washing the mem'ries from the folds of your mind.

Moving to the hallway
     under shadows on high,
You recall a day
     that has long since passed by;
Was little to remember,
     even less to forget,
Still up to this point
     you hold on to regret.
The road that you traveled
     has drifted from sight,
Yet you pray that the dreams
     will return in the night;
You knew a woman
     without knowing her name,
More than just cut you loose,
     she absolved you of blame.

     And the Christmas tree lights are flickering low,
     Old men on the street walk through the falling snow.
     A trickle of life rides on tides of the time,
     Washing the mem’ries from the folds of your mind.

Suddenly there’s daylight
     through the far windowpanes,
It lights up the past
     and everything that remains;
All the promises made
     come from lessons you’ve learned
But you cannot look back 
     and you'll never return.
Now the door’s pushed ajar,
     there are chimes from a clock,
Captains ready the sails
     of their ships at the dock;
Fresh breezes are blowing
     and soft words have been said,
With a last farewell kiss
     she returns to her bed.

     Now the Christmas tree lights, they no longer glow,
     The old men been moved on by the melting of snow.
     The trickle of life is now far from this time,
     And so, too, the mem’ries once held in your mind.

Copyright © Daniel Larson | Year Posted 2014

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