She lays awake
As the hours escape from her grasp
And feels her world dissolve around her
Her eyes reveal the pain
To an empty glass in her hand
A life built on illusions
Upon the dreams laid out before us
A life beyond reality
Til reveries lay bare their lies
Fading to sleep
She tries to hold the moment
But feels the weight of her own resentment
A moonlit night bathed in gentle radiance
She lies in wait for her last deliverance
The evening news
Screens another tale of regret
As her world unfolds before us
An image of her youth
Belies the empty glass in her hand