MEMORY
Roger Williams His Piano And Orchestra Lyrics

Daylight, see the dew on the sunflower
Observing the dew on the sunflower as the sun rises

And a rose that is fading
Noting a wilting rose alongside the sunflower

Roses whither away like the sunflower
Reflecting on the transience of beauty and nature

I yearn to turn my face to the dawn
Longing for a new beginning

I am waiting for the day
Anticipating a fresh start

Midnight, not a sound from the pavement
Commenting on the silence of the night

Has the moon lost her memory?
Wondering if the moon remembers the past

She is smiling alone in the lamplight
Describing the moon's peaceful expression

The withered leaves collect at my feet
Noticing the accumulation of decaying foliage

And the wind begins to moan
Hearing the mournful sound of the wind

Memory, all alone in the moonlight
Reflecting on the past in the quiet of the night

I can smile at the old days, I was beautiful then
Recalling a time when happiness and beauty were present

I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Nostalgically thinking about a period of contentment

Let the memory live again
Desiring to revisit pleasant memories

Every street lamp
Noting the presence of streetlights

Seems to beat a fatalistic warning
Feeling a sense of doom from the flickering of the streetlamps

Someone mutters and the street lamp gutters
Hearing indistinct mumbling and struggling light fixtures

And soon it will be morning
Anticipating the coming of a new day

Daylight, I must wait for the sunrise
Eagerly anticipating the arrival of morning

I must think of a new life
Determined to start anew

And I mustn't give in when the dawn comes
Resolving to not be discouraged by the challenges of a new day

Tonight will be a memory too
Acknowledging that the present will soon become the past

And a new day will begin
Anticipating the start of a fresh day

Burnt out ends of smoky days
Reminiscing on the aftermath of hectic, smoke-filled days

The stale cold smell of morning
Noticing the musty scent of a new day

The street lamp dies, another night is over
Observing the death of a streetlamp as the night concludes

Another day is dawning
Anticipating the start of a new day

Touch me, it's so easy to leave me
Admitting to vulnerability and ease of abandonment

All alone with the memory
Feeling isolated and left with one's own thoughts

Of my days in the sun if you touch me
Suggesting a fondness for past happiness and affection

You'll understand what happiness is
Implying that happiness may be fleeting, but worth seeking

Look
Drawing attention to the present moment

A new day has begun
Celebrating the start of a new day