MEMORY
from Cats----Andrew lloyd Webber
MIDNIGHT, NOT A SOUND FROM THE PAVEMENT.
HAS THE MOON LOST HER MEMORY?
SHE IS SMILING ALONE.
IN THE LAMPLIGHT THE WITHERED LEAVES
COLLECT AT MY FEET
AND THE WIND BEGINS TO MOAN.
MEMORY, ALL ALONG IN THE MOONLIGHT.
I CAN SMILE AT THE OLD DAYS
I WAS BEAUTIFL THEN.
I REMEMBER THE TIME I KNEW WHAT
HAPPINESS WAS.
LET THE MEMORY LIVE AGAIN.
EVERY STREET LAMP SEEMS TO BEAT
A FATALISTIC WARNING.
SOMEONE MUTTERS AND A STREETLAMP GUTTERS
AND SOON IT WILL BE MORNING.
DAYLIGHT, I MUST WATE FOR THE SUNRISE.
I MUST THINK OF A NEW LIFE
AND I MUSTN'T GIVE IN.
WHEN THE DAWN COMES TONIGHT WILL BE
A MEMORY TOO
AND A NEW DAY WILL BEGIN.
BURNT OUT ENDS OF SMOKEY DAYS.
THE STALE COLD SMELL OF MORNING
THE STREET LAMP DIES, ANOTHER NIGHT IS OVER.
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