Words and Music: Bobby Rodriguez
©2008
The sweeping twilight fog
Is bearing down
It reveals a frightened town
Through the haze we keep going strong
Another day has come and gone
But still memories linger on
While the troubadour plays a sad song
Through the haze we keep going strong
Reliving visions of past condemnations
Seeing the world through undeveloped eyes
Can we keep it all in line now?
As we pass through the window of time
It gets harder to look back at our lives
Seeing things we know we could have
Finding out things just aren’t that bad