You came to my bed as I was sleeping.
You were fast asleep without a care.
You did not want me to move away from you.
Your arm stretched across me kept me there.
A shadow that likes to move throuh our memories.
Sometimes it makes "Now" hard to find.
Yesterday is dead and it is gone.
But the future is still breathing and alive.
It's the tipping of a hat, a waving of the hand.
We made some space from the lives that we had planned.
Time has it's way since time first began.
We must see that we are just a woman and a man.
Slowly the clock's unwinding.
Somedays desires are easier to convey.
If there is something that I have learned in my living.
I won't kick a cow turd on a hot day.
It's the tipping of a hat, a waving of the hand.
We made some space from the lives that we had planned.
Time has it's way since time first began.
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