Fade


Kristy Fedora looks out at the viewer
I thought of you the other day
How worlds of change led us astray
Colors seem to fade to gray
In the wake of yesterday
You looked into my eyes
You had me hypnotized
And I still remember you I had a dream of you
I touched your hand
—and you were gone—
But memories of you live on

Black Hat

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