Life’s no fun when your on the run,
As you think to yourself how your life wound up on the shelf.

As life goes by, you begin to cry,
As you drift off out into space,
you think of how you’re a disgrace.

You may think you’ll never look someone in the face,
but try.

You know time is time,
as you sip your wine,
the bells chime.

Can come together no matter the weather?
In a place where no one has a face,
are we still part of the human race?

If your going to win, you must begin to think again!

Time don’t stop – so don’t try it.

By David Gates