Time Is a Train

Time is the ultimate deceiver Sitting back, waiting to pounce Streaming light in the front room As dust we flit across her beam Time, she gives no warning Though all the rhymes we know In a moment it is there upon us Surprised we are, just the same Time is an unmoving force Try as we will to slow the pace The hands are ever ticking Our fleeting glance at her face Time will take no prisoner Her grip will soon release It is just for this short breath That we are held in bondage Time is a train speeding forward On board looking back from a window Platforms hold the ones I have lost Disembarked as we push into the night