Echoes of Time

ECHOES OF TIME I'm sorry if you have too much confidence in me for real ,I'm sorry. After all ,what do I know about life and living? I know nothing about the cosmic elements or about changes in tides I certainly know nothing about birth and rebirth. Want do I know about fate or fame?save me a thought-my lover Or I'm I committed enough? What do I know about commitments?after all this is my 100th different relationship I'm sorry my lover if I failed to fully harness our love Like a gold mine presented to a blacksmith,I failed to dig all the value out from the great mine where we both fell heart first. (Sighs) What do I know anymore, You may call this ramblings of a lost soul whom deepest thoughts are afloat like the kite hung up in the clouds and soaring against gravity , hoping and wishing to one day kiss the stars. My lover, you are my star , The clouds of misjudgments cover and binds you like a vale ,I need it off For so many memories shared have become a curse for a young blood ,lest I tarry in my disgust one more millennia please call me home and let the sound of my now rambling soul echoe through all of time.