I wish there was a way to make time stop.
Oh I just want to pause the clock.
Time is speeding by.
I wish it didn't have to fly.
Im moving and living.
But it's all to fast I want to do some reliving.
A moment.
A second.
A minute.
A time.
All I want is for life to recline,
stop moving so fast
Or I'll end up last.
Just slow down for we all know you are the one that wears the crown.
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I miss the days when the hours were the minutes and the minutes the hours , and the seconds didn't exist. The days seemed like endless weeks , the weeks timeless months.
I'm merely fallen ash. Fallen heavy but light. A dust so fine. A pitiful sight. A grey so dull. Lifeless and fragile. Upon the breeze. I'm carried for miles. Thrown to the side. Like I have no worth.
The doorstep is cold. And so is the tea. For it's been a while. Since you sat with me. Seems we've not spoken. For some length of time. So I thought I would add. To a certain rhyme.
I found a place that stuck in the past. Everything's slow paced, nothing's fast. It's near a place on the edge of the world, A village stuck, a rough gem, a hidden pearl.
I have no time it is not mine, It flees away so swiftly. With hands I grasp As it rushes past, It simply slips right past me. To halt its course My will enforce, From its stream to be free.
Whats the craziest thing you've ever done. Were you once foolish. Were you young. Did you cycle to town in your pyjamas at midday. sing camp songs together till break of day.
Is it fate that draws us near. Or is that common fear. Of everything becoming clear. Or is it just having someone to hear. The stars aligned. And the letter D was signed. A meeting of two minds.
Fact or fiction, hard to decide, Do I belong. But to which side. Wuthering heights or A brief history of time. I believe they both could be mine, Fact or fiction.
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