Half-forgotten days

The shadows stretch,
They whisper low,
A name I knew,
A face I don't know.
Just on the keys,
Echoes play,
My fingers falter,
Then drift away.

Half-forgotten days,
They linger, they fade,
Familiar ghosts
In the light half-made,
A fleeting tune,
A memory strayed,
Lost in the tide
Of half-forgotten days.

A saxophone sighs through the night,
Notes bending slow, dimmed by the light.
Faint guitar, a thread of gold,
Stories untold, the silence holds.

Each chord a question,
Unanswered, unsure,
A doorway to moments
I can't restore.

Half-forgotten days,
They linger, they fade,
Familiar ghosts
In the light half-made,
A fleeting tune,
A memory strayed,
Lost in the tide
Of half-forgotten days.

The clock's gentle sway,
Its hands don't relent,
Time's a thief,
And I'm the rent.
Moments flicker like
A flame in the rain,
Chasing shadows
That won't remain.

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