Memento

<br>Im threading through the evening<br><br>Its later than I thought<br><br>A friend of mine is waiting<br><br>For cigarettes I brought<br><br><br><br>She smiles she seems so tired<br><br>So nothing is required<br><br><br><br>I reach into my pocket<br><br>Some things she left behind<br><br>Nothing really happens<br><br>In ways I cant define<br><br><br><br>Loose talk of hearts and heads<br><br>Of sleep in other beds<br><br>Its better left unsaid<br><br><br><br>She says that she is cold<br><br>I wish that I could hold<br><br><br><br>But no,<br><br>How can you hold a soul? <br><br>You just cant hold a soul<br><br>That shines like gold<br><br>She shines like gold<br><br><br><br>I will, I wont, I would<br><br>Ive said more than I should<br><br><br><br>She leaves she goes uptown<br><br>She may not come back down<br><br>She may not come back down<br><br>She may not turn around<br><br>She may not make a sound<br><br>She may not come back down