He opens the books-looks at the scenes from yesterday   How they laughed and loved and lived before they grew old and grey   Now he sits alone in his room, and the clock ticks away      Together they enjoyed all life's beauty and all its fears   The lonely cry of his soul falls only on his ears   Each page's photo marked with the stain of his tears      He didn't know what to do   He didn't know what might come   Nothing was all that was left to him   Nothing was left when she was gone      The heart has a memory so strong   It remembers every right and every wrong   On those pages of his long, lonely life   He can only see his wife   He said 'Pluck out my eyes'   He said 'Plug up my ears'   He said 'Silence my tongue'   He said 'Take away my empty years'      One last wish   To see her face   One last breath   He's calling out to death   One last look up at the sun   As he picks up the gun   As he steadies the gun   As he finally aims the gun