Galloping Through Time

Seconds

turn to dust.

Minutes bleed away.

Another season gone before I even breathe.

We watch the sun rise,

then we watch it leave. (ahhhh)

Time is a thief

moving in the dark.

Leaving no footprint,

leaving no mark.

We try to hold the light but it burns

too

fast.

(too fast)

Yesterday is gone. Tomorrow

is

already here. (shhhh)

It goes too fast.

Fade to gray.