My memory was plump with sights and sounds of yesteryear
When darkness fell behind my eyes I felt a pricking tear
O bittersweet those memories a sword did pierce my heart
The life I’d known had flown away and it from me did part

Outside I heard the sounds of life that now from me had gone
And I was left upon my bed to sing my mournful song
I heard a single blackbird sing so joyful was it’s tune
And once again a ray of light didst fill this darkened room

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