It seems that now, I've wandered far away from what I was
Far beyond what I believed was true
I hesitate to look behind me, just because
It only brings my sorrow into view
The minutes pass like hours, and the days go on for years
My troubled heart left not in soft repose
Time has helped me not at all, subsiding dreadful fears
To leave my thoughts confused now, I suppose

Lost within my nights are the things I once desired
Like footsteps in the sand, left far behind
I keep my tears hidden away, my eyes weary, and tired
Too many fallen now, it hurts my mind
I strain to see the friends I've known, but fail to see their faces
Time and circumstance, a distant star
Again to visit all of them, in old familiar places
Watch the sunset, play that old guitar

April sang so sweet to them, and I would play for her
All those old familiar lost love songs
The days, that now are nightmares of all the things we were
Too late to place mistakes where they belong
And wrong as wrong can be I was, to think that things would last
The sun above, the wind blowing her hair
I travel back but lose my way, to find my missing past
When all our love and all our friends were there

It is a time remembered, though I try hard to forget
Not wishing to relive heartbreak again
No one is left to ease my pain, I hold on to regret
That drives me close to thoughts of nights insane
For I am all that's left of those few who knew those days
All are gone but me, I sit alone
I sometimes still can hear her voice, but seldom do I play
Those were better days, the best I've known

Days and nights upon the beach, with firelight and song
Those songs still sing within my mind at times
The sun would shine, and laughter filled those summer days so long
That I cannot describe here, in these rhymes
And so I wander, far away from what I used to be...
Far beyond what I believed was true...
But I think back now and then, to what I knew as me
And lift my glass to friends, and then,
and you...

DEAN EVANS
2-12-09