The Muse of Time

Are you old, are you new?

are you borrowed, are you blue?

are you something I could hold onto

or just one more thing that I'd be scared to lose?

It's a circle, so they say

all our years, all our days

what a puzzle, what a maze

holds us tightly even as it slips away

keep this night in your heart Dear,

cause it's the last one of it's kind

and the muse of time here

will be greater than the muse of wine

summer rain on the pavement

child clings to Mama's neck

we never knew where the days went

and what we never know we never can forget

By the light of the morning

empty bottles tell no lies

but the muse of time waits for you

and she's greater than the muse of wine

I went home, I took the old way

like the hand of an old friend

I still know how the lights change

that's something I'm not likely to forget