like clockwork
time passes
and falls to the ground
like today,
tomorrow,
and yesterday,
like clockwork,
days pass
and fall to the ground
time passes
thru souls so lost
time it cost
to find them
thru hearts so broken
time is only token
to mend them
thru memories
time only sees
days back then
time passes by
thru empty spaces,
touches the sky,
and breaks it
then minds of the old,
mended broken hearts,
and once lost souls
take it
piece it back together
into one
a newborn birth
to lose a soul
to break a heart
to grow old
time falls to the ground,
back to earth
like clockwork