Wrapped up in Time - Marillion

Things come wrapped up in time

Like the past in a present

Or the perfect line in a song

They take their time

And when they’re gone

They take their time with them

And you can’t have them back

Because the time for them has gone

And their time has gone with them

The time for them has gone.

There’s an echo of them

An echo of the time they were wrapped in Sweet or bitter in the memory

But an echo is all, all I can reach now

An echo of you

An echo of you

An echo of you in your time

Still echoing

Like a star in the sky

Like a star in the sky above me And the story of it’s life

Told backwards down this rod of light

But at it’s beginning.

Long extinct.