Bless me now, sweet angel.
Kiss my cheek and walk me to the door.
Hopes and vague illusions
And shattered dreams now lie upon your floor.
Sunrise brings the morning.
Recollections pale in light of day.
Nightfall stirs the spirits,
And absolution’s price is hard to pay.
When life brings tomorrow,
Yesterday is lost; we move ahead.
Fading scenes and visions
Linger with the thoughts of what was said.
The dealer now stands ready,
Waiting for a player at his game.
Whores and faceless gamblers
Place their bets, to him they’re all the same.
Will we meet again?
Will you call my name in the hours of the night?
Will I become another ghost
That disappeared from sight?
