Gold Dust - Tori Amos

sights and sounds
pull me back down
another year

i was here
i was here

gaslights
glow in the street
(flickering past)
twilight held us
in her palm
as we walked along

and we make it up
as we go along
we make it up as we go along

letting names
hang in the
air
what color hair
(auburn crimson)
autumn knowingly
stared
and the day that
she came
i'm freezing that
frame
i'm freezing that frame

and somewhere alfie
smiles
and says "enjoy her
every cry
you can see in the
dark
through the eyes
of laura mars"

how did it go so
fast
you'll say as we are looking back
and then we'll understand
we held gold dust
in our
hands

in our
hands

NB. I like to think that she is relishing those precious few moments (in a whole life span) when/where she lived in Real/Pure Love, but didn't fully realise/know it at the time. And now, much much older, but finally wiser, she knows.
 But it's too late to do anything about it, as time is a friend to no-one, but pain & memory. She can only dream of that "Gold Dust", like some people can now only dream of that "Dream Kiss" they experienced so briefly.
 True Happiness (much like True Love) rarely lasts more than an instant, but the feeling lasts eternally. And merely the shadow of that instant is enough to fuel a whole human lifetime.
 We live our whole life, remembering, dreaming of that instant, and then spend our mortal lives in a never-ending struggle trying to recover it.
 Of course, we can only come near it, unable ever to actually BE it again, until the time we transform back to our original form: ethereal beings of Light & Love.
 This song never fails to elicit tears from my eyes.