The Words

The words by which we once lived, Have changed our lives so. Never quite knowing what to believe Never knowing which way to go. The words by which we once lived, Kindled a fire deep in our souls. Torn between our own passion – Passion our only goal. The words by which we once lived, Have dimmed the memory of our other life. Living in the text of man, Knowing only trouble and strife. Know ye… Our pursuit for passion Has brought us neither fortune nor fame. Realizing, after all these years, Our lives have been nothing more than a game. The words by which we once lived, Have lied to us – in all our innocence. What was taken for granted, Is but a memory in the past tense. June 20, 1986