Come now honey,

       Just sit in the dark,

And remember the memories

       That tear us apart.

With the dark all around you

       Swirling like mist,

Remember the first time

       As lovers we kissed.

 

Well, illusions I’ve found

       In that love that you claimed,

And pain the reward

       For this heart that you maimed.

 

But the path you have chosen

       Glistens . . . with tears,

Perhaps you will find this

       As you walk through the years.

And the shadows you see

       Before your mind in sleep falls,

Is maybe, just maybe,

       Your conscience that calls.