Jan 2015
Eight minutes and twenty seconds
From the Sun to my eye
186 thousand miles per second
Faster than a blink can go "bye"
All reflections , wherever you turn
Are dangling particles of the past
"As you sped away you threw your last kiss goodbye as my heart approached the speed of sorrow ."
And all time came to a standstill ,
as the past fled away so fast
From the Sun to my eye
186 thousand miles per second
Faster than a blink can go "bye"
All reflections , wherever you turn
Are dangling particles of the past
"As you sped away you threw your last kiss goodbye as my heart approached the speed of sorrow ."
And all time came to a standstill ,
as the past fled away so fast
All reality is in the past . The present and future are just imaginations , delusions , and mirages in the heat of life's "desserts". And that's the way I spelled it .
