Stolen Souvenirs - Week Two - Day One

A little shorter, a little slower, and a little sadder.
Happy Monday indeed.

Stolen Souvenirs

We don’t know much anyways
So why bother asking
Everybody has a place
Is this yours?

I don’t think about those days
You do all too often
Like another time and place
On those shores

You close your eyes to cry
And I close my heart
And say good bye

All the time we spent in vain
Trying to recover
Like a monument to pain
And fury

Here’s a stolen souvenir
Like a broken relic
All that you’ve been holding dear
It’s nothing

Turn on your heel to leave
I watch you go
And say goodbye

RW