As the sun creeps down the walls of the room. Events played back, like a film in rewind. Remembering the bad and also the kind.
Images swirl and then twist and then turn.
What really happened - Ideas that burn. Statements that had seemed quite odd at the time, Now make perfect sense with reason and rhyme. People, and places, confusion at play, All fall into place at the end of the day. Jumbled are sorted, you mind is set free To see what was not, as plain as could be. Pieces of puzzles mixed up in one box.