To Rewrite Time

Glowing embers, to ashes gray-

you touch me and I’ll float away.

The spotted doe with her young fawn

you look away, and then they’re gone

To fix this mess, to rewrite time..

oh, to restore that which was once yours and mine

willing to sell my soul to turn back this clock

to regain the keys that fit my lock.

In the morning you are a sunlit meadow;

in dusky eve, a garden of shadows.

a woodland cottage off the beaten way

once was lived in, it now decays..

To fix this mess, to rewrite time..

oh to restore that which was yours and mine

willing to sell my soul to turn back this clock

to regain the keys that fit my lock.

The cherry blossoms: blushing, blooming-

leave behind a world so gloomy.

the supernova radiating light

fades to exist, leaves the darkest of nights.

To fix this mess, to rewrite time..

oh to restore that which was yours and mine

willing to sell my soul to turn back this clock

to regain the keys that fit my lock.

-Rain