Time is hiding in my dreams
uncut diamonds filled with rays
capsules full of virgin forests
lakes of joy and streams of knowledge
Time is playing with two nymphs
free and dauntless, without needs,
chased around like little kids
giggling on god’s doorstep
When I sleep I find some solace
when I wake I am his nightmare
I don’t hide and I don’t play
I don’t know much I’m afraid
At his mercy all my life
death has made the deal so fine
in accordance with my moments
time is finite, fate and all that
Almost zen for almost no-one.
