How could you be so out of times, my child?
The clock goes tick tock, but you are -
Enframed; untouchable
How could time be so frozen in your mind.

Enframed, untouched, what could you say to get yourself out of this mess?

The bells are ringing
The skies are dimming, their lights
Maybe it's time to move on
But you are still,
too still and unabridged

I rest my case and you win

Much of my stoic quality won't win in this world
Thank god I learned from you,
a valuable piece of information I suppose
And here, I still stand -
Here, I still breathe your air