Time Flows

Time is electric,
Just like the spheres in the clouds.
This story means so much,
To both lies, to truth and doubts.

Time flows,
Just like the blood in my head
Time breathes,
While time itself makes me sad…

Blue oceans where I thought about bathing my perfect mind…
Who am I fooling? I'm as empty as you, piece by piece I fall…
Truth and glory beyond this eddying void I cannot find!
And then I saw: the man was singing desperately, standing tall.

The desperate man is me. The story of sun and rain.
The desperate life I live is this. This story wasn't lived in vain.
Time flows and I remain behind. I'm lost again, I cannot find
Some peace of mind, some time to kill, some love of mine,
To hold dear, still…