Brasserie

I have cast a frail and thin
Cloak around my skin
And dreamt of once
When I entered in
A place so warm with friends
With smells of bread
Rich drafts of mirth
So rich it took my sight
I supped and drank
To my heart’s content
I cried tears of delight
We sang for love
We sang for health
We sang with all our might
There was no count of hours past
So stretched a long good night
Now memory is so cruel to me
As I walk in cold tonight
I wonder if I’ll ever see again
That lovely sight
I keep walking
I keep searching
I need something
I am fading

I keep walking
I keep searching
I need something
I am fading