O, memory

O, memory , torture me dost thou.

Thy fingers pull my soul back unto my past.

Where dreams of fervent love as mist passes before mine eyes.

 

O, memory, why dost thou treat me thus?

The joy in mine heart does leap again and then fade.

Lost down a long darkened road, a shade, haunting my life.

 

O, memory, haunt me no longer.

Let me rest in peace.

Hold me no longer in thy velvet, iron embrace

Set my heart free.

Let it fly again on the wind away from the terror of love’s lost.