The past is over
I don't want it anymore
I've gone round and round in it
Like a revolving door
I'm getting older
Flecks of grey streak through my hair
My dreams of importance
Look like castles in the air
I've got an okay job
And a place to lay my head
Sometimes I feel happy
Sometimes I feel I'm dead
I've got a lover
We've been together for a while
He knows the secret
Of how to make me smile
But as the days pass
I become a bit more sure
That nothing will ever be
Any less obscure
The dusk has settled
Into the night
And the dawn has muted
The glare of daylight
My father's preparing
For his next surgery
And mother's writing
Her autobiography
It's nothing special
She'll tell you that herself
Just a slim volume
To put up on the shelf
My brothers have children
And one is two years divorced
But he's getting remarried
We'll be invited, of course
We wear matching rings
Me and my boyfriend
And we'll get married
Just as soon as we can
But as the days pass
I become a bit more sure
That nothing will ever be
Any less obscure
The dusk has settled
Into the night
And the dawn has muted
The glare of daylight