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