When I close my eyes
I hear things
The sound of a carriage passing
As its wheels wobble against
The cobblestone paths
I fade softly against the murmurs
Of the crowds that encompass me
Wooden chimes are faintly heard
Against a howling wind
Unknown to me

When I close my eyes
I see things
I see her smiling back at me
Just like I remembered her doing
Long ago when things were simpler
I see myself in the mirror
In my dreams, I know it's me
But in the daylight, I can never be sure
Brilliant blues and pinks cascade
Across a sky that, to be honest
I never look up at
This is nothing profound

When I close my eyes
I dream of things
That are only familiar
To the point
Of a feeling
That I know it
I close my eyes
And dream until
Every petal
Falls off

When I close my eyes
I try to forget what it's like to keep them open
When I close my eyes
I try to forget the blame
When I close my eyes
I try to remember my name