Time is running
Nothing more
We are funning
Forgot the score
Not in the future
Not in the past
The present contracture
How long we have last
We live in present
Where is the past?
It sank in desert
To whom we had trust
Future is high
We can’t reach it down
Future is lie
It’s like Eden town
Sometimes destructor
Burn parts of a Time
But it is conductor
Of life and love crime
It is our homeland
We can’t get away
To bottom fall sand
That counts our day
Good bye Time,
Our line is over
It is not a crime
Of Times sand shower
My time is on finish
My song is on end
The Time was distinguished
Good bye my friend.
Time
© Copyright: Александр Барков, 2019
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