Desperado

The things that time can do to me; so different am I now; Time has put me on my knees; and left me asking how. Long ago I took to flight; like a rocket to the sky; Now death and caution holds me back; no longer do I fly. The things that time has done to me; as I rehearse my closing act; Today my future’s overshadowed; by the weight that’s on my back. Too late to start all over; but it’s never time to quit; It seems that all there is to do; is expend my comic whit. The thing that time now does to me; leaves me wondering why; Why is it when I call to it; options pass me by. Desolation is not prevalent; escape can always come; Even time might look away; it’s then I’ll break and run.