I’ve been waiting forever
at the gate of confusion,
and I knock and knock and knock.
This map of shadows
with a legend of illusions.
Circle on circle on circle I’ve walked
The road runs wild right ahead of you
Is it time for something new?
Waking underwater
with rain on the surface.
You question every breath.
A gray horizon
drifting without purpose
between sky and sea, clouds and land.
The road runs wild right ahead of you
Is it time for something new?
If you don’t want to be this,
why do you feel need to see it through?
When it’s time for something new.
Time for something new.
Time for all those words unspoken
and thoughts at rest
The doorway stands wide open
just like you never left
Time it’s Time again
It’s time for something new.
If you don’t want to be this,
why do you feel need to see it through?
When it’s time for something new.
It’s time –
exquisitely timed –
Time for something new.
© 2021.