Timeless

These concrete wall are now shades of grey. These tall steel bars are now rusting away. This has been my home Slow days move on by and the night owl will sing I'll keep my eyes closed and hope for a dream of yesterday's world. There is no tomorrow I live only now Repeats for the future as the night moves on down. And the night owl will cry. With hair turning grey and bars on each side, these strong concrete wall that keep me inside, will now sit me free. My yesterdays gone, and tomorrow is now I'll start my walk home as the dark falls on down. And the night owl stands still.........