While the tides run high and low
"my clock speeds as it goes
around the face of Father time
who know one ever knows.
And in this battle for a self
that's good, strong and true,
I wait on our time's second hand
to bring me back to you."
Chris, this is very well written...strong emotions expressed here...good analogy of time and the tides too. take care, jm
When you see through love's illusions, there lies the danger...
And your perfect lover just looks like a perfect fool
So you go running off in search of a perfect stranger
While the loneliness seems to spring from your life
Like a fountain from a pool.