The minutes stole away from me, I pressed to slow it down
I wanna thank my lucky stars but don't recognize this town
I tore away at the midnight sky just to see a new sunrise
Praying for another day just to stare into your eyes
There were things I didn't know, like the weight of it all
Just as the heavens pledged the stars they would never fall
But then I turned my head and saw that you were not around
I was taking in the desert air, but felt I was gonna drown
Looking back to younger days, I thought I shot the moon
Now it seems, to me at least, I counted up too soon
All the tricks you had to play, and never dare let up
Here I sit drenched in sweat, trying to empty this cup
Thinking himself a wiser fox, the kit was never taught
Places where he shouldn't run and things he shouldn't ought
The minutes stole away from me all I've ever known
I guess that's just the way of things til I'm called back home
About the Creator
Daniel Cole
Author and artist, I'm finding my spirit again late in life. Old passions for poetry borne of love, loss, hope and pain, things with which everyone is familiar.
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