That Day

You’ve gone, and that’s the truth The picture of disaster And like a spider on the loose Who’s no more a web master I flounder in the drafts of past Attempting to get out There’s no well-trodden path It’s like the every round I do seems new to me But as the days go by There’s nothing new I see You’ve gone without goodbye Into the vale of grey Into the land of sorrow Time stopped one sunny day It didn’t meet tomorrow.