Time

Time goes so fast as it always goes,
don't we know?
our own hands,
our life long batteries,
ticking,
until the end,
people drift in and out, but stay strong,
in my mind forever

The wind it moves me,
and blows me where he wants to go,
he never stops,
I don't know if he realises,
like I do,
Down Spanish steps that go on forever,
In the Rome of my mind,
History repeats itself,
In our minds
and the games it plays,
when Im not in this moment,
and in the here and now,
its all we have

Autumn leaves on the steps
stay strong,
try not to brown at the edges and sludge up,
orange and burgudy,
colours rich and dancing free,
until skelentons

and we're all trying to find meaning
and we all want a friend
to say hi to

The precious ticking,
our precious and precarious,
glass face,
and cogs
and wheels
our gift of time