It goes forward
But never back
Try as you may
You won't make up for
that of it, you lack.
When it’s broken
It’s right twice a day
You cannot hold into it
You cannot take back what you say.
It can seem really quite long
And really quite short
You can be too busy to think
Or have enough
To be deep in thought.

You can wish and wish
But only if recorded
can you momentarily rewind
You can search the entire planet
But never enough of it
Shall you find.

Time makes memories
of everything.