A ribbon in time
That binds and bends...

Sitting with the midday sun
As the distant smell of rain rolls in...

Moving through the times with ease,
Taking nothing more than a smile...

Everything is right.
My make-up is on...

A world of wonder
Waits for me...

So many pieces lost.
Some to little to even see...

The chilled breeze bends around quiet road,
The taste of coming snow in the air...

What is it you do,
When nothing else seems right...

A faint memory of a warm simple kiss,
A gentle press of one's lips...

In a heart beat of the momment,
The world goes cold as ice...

In the darkness....
In the sands of time...

You don't have to ask.
I already will...