A memory

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It’s that man I see in town each day
He plays his songs so beautiful
And It’s hard not to notice
That his songs are so meaningful to me

It’s that house across the lake so far
Makes me want to cross
It’s what keeps me awake each night
And it’s that loss of sleep
That constant tune you see

For me that’s all I need to hear
That soft dreamy melody
The classical song I play so much
Just makes me want to sit and hold my seat

I met the man across the street
He told me to take a seat
I listened to him play
I listened to him play the night away
And then I fell asleep
I dreamt of all the things I want to say
But when i woke the words had drifted from my lips
And I saw him walk towards the sun

For it’s that man I see in town each day
He plays and then he drifts away and it’s
That house I see across the lake
aIs it real or is it fake
It’s hard for me to tell
For a year ago I fell unwell

And it’s that tune I hear throughout the night
It’s out of mind it’s out of sight
For now I can’t hear a thing
I guess that I've lost the will to sing.