The Absence of Time
Tick tock tick tock
Goes the hand on the clock,
Tick tock tick tock
Will the clock ever stop?
Watching, waiting, wishing,
That’s all I seem to do,
Watching, waiting, wishing,
For that hand to stop at two.
What would happen if the clock did stop
With that little hand at two,
Would the day continue to pass by
As if the world thought nothing new?
I know what I would do
If I saw that hand stop at two,
I would run out into an empty field
Simply enjoy the afternoon view.
I would take a deep breath
Maybe count to ten,
Allowing my heart to slow down
Being at peace once again.
Being wrapped up in thought
How can I ever leave,
But wait I don’t have to
I have no place to be.
Too bad this bliss is just a dream
Reality makes it unreachable,
Everyday is like a whirlwind
A spin that leaves me unspeakable.
Tick tock tick tock
Goes the hand on the clock,
Tick tock tick tock
Time will never stop.