I came upon, a long lost thing, br forlorn as it was, it had beauty to me, br withered and bruised, it lay among, br the shredded remains, of an old love song br br But dreams die first, with the exception of myself, br all my thoughts and hopes, idly gathering dust, br on the bureaus top shelf br br Cradling the cherished thing, I now have a will to live again, br No matter where your heart may lead, br Always remember, the Past Remains....