In the Silence of night
   Echos the sounds of past..
Takes us back
   To the moments that we wished to last....
Some of us cherish and rejoice the time they had
Some feel empty and alone, Destined to get mad.....

And with the strike of the second
  We are back to the present
To get busy with the life we choose to spend....
                                                       ­                                           .......Blakk