Childhood Lost

In the corner of a window
In a shack out in the woods
There's a mirror in a spiderweb
A time we called childhood

Sliding out of the darkness
Is an old man called Regret
He sits beside that window
Just waiting until we forget

When we do he's ready
To wrap us in his words
To tell us dreams of easier things
How the world was so absurd

Slowly sliding his web around
To hold us tight in time
To wrap us up in innocence
Like there never was a crime

Silent desperation
Throws lies across those years
And every single nightmare
Is floating on our tears

That face we see in the mirror
Just couldn’t be our own
Through a crack in the window
The wind begins to blow

A childhood lost in ignorance
Is every old man's dream
Shadows fade to emptiness
In every old man's dream

About his life.