MEMORY
Westenra Hayley Lyrics

Midnight
The time of day when it is the darkest and usually the quietest.

Not a sound from the pavement
There is complete silence, even the hard concrete roads are not making any noise.

Has the moon lost her memory
The moon seems to be lost and forgotten by everyone, with nobody praising its beauty anymore.

She is smiling alone
The moon still looks beautiful, but now it is smileless for no one is there to admire it anymore.

In the lamp light
The moon is shining in the artificial light that comes from the lamps on the street.

The withered leaves collect at my feet
The leaves are falling from the trees, and they have become dry and brown and are collecting at the singer's feet.

And the wind begins to moan
The wind is picking up, and it is starting to make a deep, mournful sound.

Memory
A recollection of the past, it can sometimes be beautiful and sometimes can cause pain.

All alone in the moonlight
A person is by themselves in the quiet tranquility of the moonlit night.

I can smile like the old days
She can still find some happiness in remembering the good times from the past.

I was beautiful, then I remember
The singer recollects of when they were at their most beautiful and desired state.

The time I knew what happiness was
The artist reminisces the moment when they were sure of what happiness was.

Let the memory live again
The singer longs for the memory to remain real and present as an inspiration in times of sadness and loneliness.

Every street lamp seems to beat
Each time a street lamp flickers, it seems like it foretells an ominous sign.

A fatalistic warning
The flickers of a street lamp seems like a warning of a tragedy to come.

Someone mutters and the street lamp gutters
Someone is muttering something in anger and frustration, and the street lamp is making a hissing sound.

And soon it will be morning
Darkness will soon give way to daylight, and a new day will start.

Daylight
The first light of the day after the dark night.

I must wait for the sun rise
The singer has to wait until the sun rises to start a new day

I must think for the new life
The artist must think about the new opportunities and challenges a new day may bring

And I mustn't give in
The artist must stay strong and keep going on despite any difficulties in their path.

When the dawn comes
When the sun rises and daylight fills the sky.

Tonight will be a memory too
The night will be gone, become a part of the past and exist only as a memory of what has been experienced.

And the new day will begin
A new day will start with new opportunities and challenges.

Burnt out ends of smoky days
The remains of burnt and extinguished fires from the previous day lays everywhere, representing the end of the previous day.

The stale cold smell of morning
The cold wind of the morning carries a stale smell signalling the start of a new day.

A street lamp dies
A street lamp flickers out temporarily and then dies.

Another night is over
The night is gone, and a new day begins.

Another day is dawning
A new day is beginning, with new opportunities and the possibility of new memories.

Touch me !
The singer is desperately asking for affection and touch.

It's so easy to leave me
The singer's insecurity and self-doubt are causing them to think people will find it easy to leave them.

All alone with my memory
The artist is alone with their memories of the past that bring them both joy and pain.

Of my days in the sun
The memory the artist is thinking of, where they were happy, is a moment when they were successful and free, just like in the summertime with bright and long sunny days.

If you touch me
If someone touches the artist, they will be able to understand the pain and the emotion they are feeling better than words can.

You'll understand what happiness is
By understanding the emotions, the pain, and the singer's loneliness, it will be easier to recognise the value of happiness.