Mocking Me

Time she keeps on mocking, But the old monk is all tranquil. Peace written all over the face, Is this the lull before the storm? But the birds... They chirp & sing their own songs Time she keeps questioning me It’s heart is red but i can’t see Playing with me and with my mind Revealing thoughts of all kinds. As the sun goes down ,time ,she will slide, And steal the light from the ground Time she will stare at me all mute, As my heart turns lute Ohh.ooo yea Time will stand still and wait on me, As I lose my yesteryears in shadows of what I could be Ohh.ooo yea Time she ogles at me, As the morn is draped as green as can be, Ohh.ooo yea Time sees me As i clean drops of dew from words that seem so true Ohh.ooo yea Time she keeps on mocking Time she keeps on mocking