I remember one scent that lingers over Every memory Every defining moment that made me Me The sweet scent of the lilac trees That used to lull me into sleep In their shade And on the moss I never knew so much of loss and pain Or joy and gain In the days I would remain Beneath the lilac trees When my world came crashing down When I felt I just might drown In sorrow or madness Or sadness and pain Forever suspended And there remain And never might know Joy or gain Again I would find my solace And my peace, as fragile it may be There upon this bed of moss Looking through the Lilac trees.