Midnight
Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight
The withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan
Memory
All alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
Every streetlamp
withered
warning
tonight
stale
smoky
smiling
smile
smell
seems
remember
pavement
mutters
collect
night
comes
burnt
streetlamp
lamplight
sunrise
morning
begin
sound
someone
begun
again
happiness
touch
moonlight
think
begins
alone
daylight
beautiful
understand
dawning
memory
every
midnight
fatalistic
gutters
another
leave
leaves
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