I hear them walking down the corridor,  Footsteps in the halls of time  Faintly I see their faces,  On the back roads of my mind  Words in the darkness are always there,  Raping me with their thoughtlessness  Dreams I can't clear from my head,  I feel them calling to me  Naked night dance shadows on my window,  I lay alone with a memory  All my friends have died or gone away,  I live my life for thoughts of yesterday  Away from the feeling I have in my head,  If I ccould take back all the things I've said  I watch them playing from the twilight of my years  Watching, waiting silent there,  Children running as were my tears  I look back and......