When splendour sets
Mary Annie
To the years
of flamboyant beauty
of endless romance
the courtship
I hold my head high.
To the pride of life
the ways we have treaded
the lessons the laughter
the burden the tears
I hold my head high.
To the times
I was loved enviously
lived to propagate the race
the wisdom of it all
I hold my head high.
To the nothingness of life
the wonder of it all
to the broken roads
unmended
I hold my head high.
To the life we were given
the life we led
the life we lead
the life to come
I hold my head high.
To the vanity of life
the lack of splendour
the emptiness
the will to exist
I hold my head high.
When you see me now
old and broken
emptied and crushed
remember
I have moved a full circle.
I am holding my head high
spreading out my talents
leaving the show to the living
taking it slow for now
and waiting quietly for the dawn!
