Blue Drapes

I paint a picture on the wall
my fingers dipped in tears
the moisture uncovers the true color
hidden beneath years of dust

this place is filled with voices
echos of the past
they whisper times with you
the sweetest song I've heard

house of time
the capsule of my mind
rooms of memory
kept away inside my head
the stains of life
have yet to disappear
the things i miss the most

i know you like i know myself
every corner, step and crack
the same blue drapes still hang
by the bed id drift to sleep in

i come back every once in a while
to remember everything and anything
and right before i leave
i never say goodbye