All Time کے بول

Reflecting on what's been Though past will be future When again yesterday to be made For me, hazy times, fume all around Burning grass in a field of endless supplies Tall people casting shadows on the short Little people running circles round the wide Lazy times waste it well What better to do with my mind! Crazy times no rhythm too hard Deep corners and people with my time Overground in joy in clouds sunlit Snow untouched make pure silhouette Catches steam grass and dew Rays not harm the upward gaze Hosts bring out a game of openfields on the box Watch the guests who bring the heat of outside Flags of faith for boundaries to fight The young so wise before their time My time, your time, all time My time, your time, all time Overground in joy in clouds sunlit Snow untouched make pure silhouette Catches steam grass and dew Rays not harm the upward gaze Rhythm to your right, rhythm the other side Expression outside and poetry inside Pleasure to your touch Taste of heaven on your mind And colours before your very eyes