Ghosts fade, yet memories remain
laced within the final song.
Voices moan as the ballad grows
although, they're all long gone.
Feet in time, I dance the line
wanting to forget them all.
Oh how bittersweet it is to see
no one to catch me when I fall.
I twirl once more, no longer torn by
those who reject this pledge.
For I remain unknown
And left alone
Dancing on the canyon's edge.