mother time has paid her fare
mother time has paid her fare
the memory of youth, behind and gone
reflecting this life, either heaven-or a waking nightmare
the mirror reflects old eyes that stare
recollections of a dawn to a twilight curtain drawn
mother time has paid her fare
from the darkness i stared into the glare
and sowed a seed upon the road to Babylon
reflecting this life, either heaven-or a waking nightmare
pages of future destiny scare and tear
but i grieve not for the past long gone
mother time has paid her fare
character arose out of a soul laying bare
truth in the saying-its always the darkest before the dawn
reflecting this life, either heaven-or a waking nightmare
trod upon a path without any fanfare
from sunrise to sunset i kept on
mother time has paid her fare
reflecting this life, either heaven-or a waking nightmare
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