I want to slow down the hands of time,
So I can see the world go by,
To see the details and the first drafts,
So there’s no more question, “why?”
I want to speed up the hands of time,
So my feelings are in a haze,
Pleasure and pain rolled into one,
My mind is no longer a memory maze.
I want to watch the seasons in aspect,
Viewing the rise and fall of fame,
A sort of bird’s eye view on the world,
From the wildest, to the most tame.
Gone are the days that I truly adored,
First steps, first words, first love,
Life and time is becoming too fast for me,
I miss watching the clouds move above!