Time is a gift
time a mystery ship
time can be the biggest trip
to make it over again
and go for it
time can be a killer
with new music playin
every word your sayin
time can be
a tattoo and even more of your blues
with all of your thrills unglued
climbing over sticks and and stones
you had a home
trying for you soul
running out the door
too scared too really wanna know
the answer is in store
and you dont have a dare to hide in
anymore
time a another cigarette
geting your dry mouth wet again
before your parole officer
tells you
this is not what you
were hoping for
so you hold a candle
to the wind
and say why me again
and take a leap
of faith
and let it rain
and rain
and rain with
thoughs years of pain
to come
and you tell your heart
its here for me
and wait for
you invite in
to the cage
all rage
for all days
©mrnothing
M