Amidst a noisy crowd of people.
The murmured words melt away.
Scattered at my feet
Are memories that
Become blurred by it
I wander aimlessly and
the brilliant lights of the town
Glaring one way
Illuminates me, on the verge of freezing
The cold times bring
Dreams from the skies
And they slip through my fingers
Counting my wishes, when I wake up.