And the Poets Down Here...
They Will Never Know
by Kevin Melillo
My kids will never know the smile on his face
will never know the warmth of his haunting eyes embrace
They will never know the joy that Tilly brought to me
of the wonderland of sights and sounds, a place called Asbury
Never know the sounds of the Palace bumper cars
or the twinkle in the sky at night from a carpet of shiny stars
They will never know the joy that Tilly brought to me
the music in the air, the sounds, and lights lovely
Forever there's no wind, blowing through their hair
the sun beating down upon their skin, why is life so unfair
They will never know the joy that Tilly brought to me
while I ran along the sand on the beach beside the sea.
I wish I could go back to that oasis by the sea
where I'd laugh, and play, and listen to every memory
They will never know the joy that Tilly brought to me
of being young, and brave, and full of fantasy
But the Palace is no more, it is a mystery
Wherever Tilly went, I hope he's not lonely.
They will never know the joy that Tilly brought to me
of the wonderland of sights and sounds, a place called Asbury.
