GIVE ME BACK TODAY

GIVE ME BACK TODAY It’s almost time, and all know it comes too soon Perceived as faster than the phases of the moon Couldn’t life just for once, play a different tune The hour hand is pointing up to a darkening sky And in the distance, I can hear the seagulls cry Time is finite so they say, so give me back today I’m not asking for much, merely a short extension I guess all in this circumstance will feel the tension That sense of nearness, a narrator fails to mention This last twenty four hours that I will miss so much My hairs rise, as I can almost feel that gentle touch It’ll be soon to fade away, so give me back today Some have even predicted that a new world awaits And a future that only the wise man contemplates But how does he know when it’s all up to the Fates As each time is done, the contract makes it clear No outward sign of resignation, just perhaps a tear Is it really so much to ask, just give me back today