Police box
Pull to open
Deepest shade of blue
Stole a mad man
Ran away
Off to see the universe
Each swirl and spark of time
The galaxies of space
Infinite possibilities
So easy to be lost
And never found
Flying through oblivion
Hope you don't fall
Into the black
Where light cannot touch
With its soft, yearning fingers
And dark awaits
With greedy hands
So fly
Don't ever stop
TARDIS and her mad man
Keep running
Don't stop
Souls and sights come and go
Losses and finds
Beginnings and ends
But ever constant
Are the TARDIS and her mad man
Always running
Never stopping
Lest they fall
Into the black
And end
So they run
The mad man
And
His
Police box
Pull to open