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A Wind In Time

I walk through a wilderness and a space in time,
I have no sense of past and no touch of future life,
 
The wind blows, and so does life,
And that’s the least of things I can’t control.
 
Four seasons blow, things come and go,
And we have no real time to live and learn
Those things we aught to really know,
 
The wind blows, and so does life,
And that’s the least of things I can’t control.
 
My life, as it were, is on a scale, and I feel no
Weight to stand the test of time. I’m a mortal,
I only trust and know the here and now.
 
Cause the wind can blow the rest away,
Well, you know– time!

(1999)

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