All Time - Archive

Reflecting on what’s been

Though past will be future

When again yesterday to be made

For me hazy times fume all around

Burning grass in a field of endless supplies

Tall people casting shadows on the short

Little people running circles round the wide

Lazy times waste it well

What better to do with my mind!

Crazy times no rhythm too hard

Deep corners and people with my time

Overground in joy in clouds sunlit

Snow untouched make pure silhouette

Catches steam grass and dew

Rays not harm the upward gaze

Hosts bring out a game of openfields on the box

Watch the guests who bring the heat of outside

Flags of faith for boundaries to fight

The young so so wise before their time

My time your time all time

My time your time all time

Overground in joy in clouds sunlit

Snow untouched make pure silhouette

Catches steam grass and dew

Rays not harm the upward gaze

Rhythm to your right rhythm the other side

Expression outside and poetry inside

Pleasure to your touch

Taste of heaven on your mind

And colours before your very eyes