I’ve been lost in time,
These last few months,
With clocks that won’t tock –
And days that won’t stop.
And I was happy.
Or maybe a little too comfortable.
It’s all the same,
Because the sun won’t always shine,
And you can’t stop the rain.
But time will always find you,
And I’m here now.
So where are you?
Are you hiding too?
Running from the monotonous chime –
The one that dictates your waking,
And your slumber.
Your not so silent slumber.
Trapped within the walls of time.
Is this living,
Or is this death?
It doesn’t matter,
The trees will still grow –
Either way.
And I’m here now.
I wear bells now –
To throw that monotonous chime –
Out of time.
So where are you?
Do you wear bells too?
I don’t weep,
No I don’t cry,
Because tears don’t harmonize,
With the monotonous chime.