Secret Anniversaries

I raise my glass slowly these days
The wine always rushes my head
The home of the heart is empty
Empty as my bed
Love together
A love apart
Seasons to celebrate
Secret anniversaries of the heart

Triumphant love
Trumpet the sound
through my younger ages – my back pages
To splash bold headlines on the front page
Sunrise in a place I’d rather forget
Ready now to turn on the light
Because I’m jaded with the dark
Jaded from celebrating
secret anniversaries of the heart

I don’t have the time
To wind up a drunk
But I’d like to give it a try
Try rather than cry
Cause something beautiful is dead
And I’m the man to blame
But the playwright’s scene
Isn’t yet done
Struggling to learn my part
The hours grow weary
For the secret anniversaries of the heart