Of Memory

Her soul
Her magic
Her imagination
The last shades of summer
A keepsake from the sun
The dusk touch
On her skin
Her mist
Her mystery
Belt Parkway, Plumb Beach
A haven of white shells
The darkest sounds of the wind
Chasing her motions
It doesn't matter now it's all gone
One at a time
One at a time
One at a time
One at a time
Her song
Her laughter
Her deep wild nature
The last shades and colors
A keepsake from the sun
But yesterday she was the moon
And as she watches the day go by
She sinks into her lost dreams
One at a time
One at a time
One at a time
One at a time
The warm breeze from the waters
For the very last time
Before the sky cries his loss of another sun to the ocean
At the curl of the world
Under the black heavy clouds
Watching birds
Feeling loud
Unboxing memories
One at a time
One at a time
One at a time
One at a time
Chasing every moment
One at a time, one at a time
Watching birds
One at a time
The sounds of the wind
Her mist, her mystery
It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter now
It's all gone
That's all over now, all over now
All is faded in the ashes
Fading in the ashes
Of memory