WHEN TIMES WERE TIMELESS

                            WHEN TIMES WERE TIMELESS

 

IN A SILENT SHADOWED ROOM ALL BY MYSELF-

PICTURE FRAMED MEMORIES

                            COLLECT DUST ON THE SHELF-

AND TIME PASSES THROUGH ME

                            LIKE MINUTES IN A CLOCK-

AND LIFE SLIPS BY ME LIKE SHIPs

                            CROSSING A LONE SEAS DOCK-

AND WE USED TO RUN LIKE RIVERS OF YOUTH

                            THROUGH A CITY PLAY-

BUT THOSE FACES HAVE ALL GONE FADE

                            LIKE STARS BEHIND THE SKY OF DAY-

I MISS THE WISHES AND KISSES OF YESTERDAY

                            IT'S LIKE A DYING DREAM-

AND MY AGELESS EYES ALWAYS SEEM TO SEE ME

                            IN SOME CHILDHOOD SCENE-

BUT I'VE LEARNED AND I'VE FOUND

                           THAT THE WORLD IS ROUND,

    AND SO SEEMINGLY MINDLESS-

SO I SOMETIMES DRIFT BACK

                           TO THOSE EARLY DAYS,

     OF WHEN TIMES WERE TIMELESS...

 

WRITTEN BY:

Fast Eddie