I am sitting solemn
Listening long
To your memory
I see a girl
All dressed in green
She is dancing with you
And you are holding an angel’s hand
Or was it
The mushroom queen?
A solitary man indeed
Searching for his dream
In the shiny eyes of a girl
He once knew.
She has gone away.
Listen long
Sweet, dark man
In memory of me
The city in your eyes
Will not be deserted forever
Nor will the ghosts of that town
Linger.