The Epoch of Time

I am sailing with the cloud through the epoch of time I am following it wherever it goes until I meet with the divine Daylight breaks with a mountain above my head And the splendid grass on the hill with roots anchored deep in the ground Lie cold and bear sagging in the cold winter air And the botanic garden on the other side With assorted winter Lilly cover the ground Waiting for the bride to come to town The moisture has gone out of the air And there is dryness everywhere The temperature has fallen below minus zero degree And a strange phenomenon is loitering in the atmosphere Come and press your lips against mine And fill your heart with moisture from the divine Hold steadfast to your guns for paradise is on the run The tale has been told long ago of how we met on the evening set I am here and you are over there on the primetime show Everything is different when the living meets with the dead Not a single question is asked of how the magistrate completed the task When the day of reckoning come to town and meets with the villagers Sleeping on the ground you will know that life is real and ambition is full of zeal It is the story that has no end I still don’t know how the plane ended up in the bed And why you cut a patch out of the runaway I can visual the concept in my head Of paradise running on an open field And the giant ship is moving towards the shore I am sailing with the epoch of time with hopes and visions Planted in my mind I can see you standing in the crowd wondering how you can get out And when the sun comes out the hills and valleys will shout Nature will come alive and the universe will deliver the grand prize. I can see you standing there pulling weeds from the ground And the villagers are celebrating a new friend that has come to the town The epoch of time is moving with the cloud.