Watching backwards as life like pictures   Stinging thoughts, born with phantoms   We danced above a world forgotten   Moments cherished. . .even now   A train-wrecked heart loves fairy tales   Singing from a gaping wound   However time has left unsettled   My memories play out of tune      You can't unmake a cold mistake   You can't undo the hearts you break   You can't erase the poet's fate   Not even if you try      And she had Audrey Hepburn's smile   With deeper sadder eyes   The only thing she said   No one hears Cassandra cry   Because the earth is standing still   And the truth becomes a lie   A choice profound is bittersweet   No one hears Cassandra cry      A heartfelt sorrow I believe   Offered this for passion's crime   A crippled satellite trapped in orbit   My memories play out of time      You can't unmake a cold mistake   You can't undo the hearts you break   You can't erase the poet's fate   Not even if you try. . .      The listless price of my descension   Where emptiness has pulled me down   Cascading from my divagation   Below the frozen winter skies   Pythonic sadness unreleased   As serpents rigid in the cold   Waiting for the warmth of Sunday   Before the cruelty of growing old      Are you listening?   Are you listening?   Are you listening now?   Like Orpheus with hope intangled   Your path was mapped about your feet   Leading backwards into forgiveness   Or forward to a fools retreat