Forgotten

Within the hollow halls
between whispers of lost lovers
A beguiling silence calls
my heart to suffer
Below the Lord's last steeple
amidst the clanging of bells
Assemble the sleeping people
to fear their self-sown hells
And in the darkest mornings
in the loneliest skies
You won't see my soul mourning
for I've lost your eyes

You know I'd rather stumble always
through the worst of their hells
Than kneel in the hallways
in the castles and vales
To look up at them maskless
to plead their forgiveness
Seek pity in the masses
and admit my last weakness
Admit my great shame
for my love, in my haste
To forget my great pain
I've forgotten your face
and I've forgotten your name

All I want is one night to arise
and through some mirage or false sight
See your image, your guise
Alone in the light
So reach out your hand, love!--
past that cruel smile
Leering from heaven above--
to hold mine a while
My darling, please hear
and say it's not true
For my greatest of fears
is that you've forgotten me too