it’s scary
how time slips
soon tomorrow
will be years ago
as the record skips
but its a pretty great trip
around and around
the sun
spun so fast
keep on spinning
don’t remember the beginning
and tomorrow, today
will be yesterday
soon to fade away
more hair turning grey
can’t borrow time
need a dime?
here’s some firewood to sell
flip a coin into the well
have you heard
the old tree fell
counting rings
a songbird sings
theres bags
beneath my eyes
the hourglass is shattered
and an old watchmaker cries
time is of the essence
it’s essential we don’t waste
we cannot eat eternity
but at least lets have a taste
the sundial is broken
and time is standing still
eat this bread
and drink this wine
until we’ve had our fill
the cookoo bird has lost its mind
its all hopped up on homemade wine
and father time has passed away
his loving wife is day to day
Otis Redding’s at the bay,
sitting at the dock
while I’m stuck here in London
staring at this clock
as it starts ticking faster
my mind is mesmorized
sorry Mr. Astor,
its not a thing money can buy
I’ll die before I sell it
I won’t give it away
my time is mine
and you will find
theres nothing you can pay
you can add a million zeros
or a million pounds of gold
you can bring me precious rubies
and offer fortunes untold
this is what I’ve told the others
who have tried to buy me
anything I find worth doing
I will gladly do for free
and now, if you’ll excuse me
I must go plant a tree…
soitgoes1984 