Come and see
The morning’s here
The turnstone sleeps
On the rusty pier
And it’s only time
But it’s a new year
If only I knew why
But I am still here
With you
Things will be much better
Come April or May
Time can be so cruel
But it’ll be my friend some day
There was a lot we didn’y say
Wasn’t there, Josephine?
There were oceans in out way
But what does that even mean?
The fateful, damn goodbye
As the trains pull in and out
The ruthlessness of time
The rain, the end
Only we will laugh about
Skinny legs, big, brown shoes
If you sleep too long
The world might wake up without you