Time For Work

Midnight, not a sound from the pavement.
Has the moon lost her memory? She is smiling alone.
In the lamp light the whithered leaves collect at my feet,
and the wind, begins to moan.

Memory, all alone in the moonlight.
I can dream of the old days, life was beautiful then.
I remember, the time I knew what happiness was.
Let the memory live again.


from Memory (Cats Musical), lyrics by Trevor Nunn based on poems by T.S. Eliot