Act I Scene I

Memories

There is a space beyond your windowpane

Where brothers walked between the spots of rain

There memories and pages lost in time

Are brought to heart in light of verse and rhyme

To where wick burns low

And the sunsets glow

I know a place beyond the city lights

Where we can sit and watch the starry night

A place of memories made of dreams

Where winding paths descend through deep ravines

To where the streams flow

And a lone sunflower grows

Chorus

One Life

One chance

To live your dream

To nobly bare what trials may come

To sow upon each rocky turn

Leave sweet blossoms long the way

So hurry now before the day is done

We still have time to catch the setting sun

The nightingale will want to sing a tune

He’s waiting now beneath the waxing Moon

Where he’ll render sweet songs

To us..and tenderly

Through winding paths and pages turned

We’ll listen as the candle burns

Yes we’ll listen till the morning light

And as we wander through the starry night

We’ll ride out on the wings of his

memory

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