From the recording My Collectibles
A song about losing your balance against the staggering pace of time, and regaining solid ground on whatever you define as your centre.
Lyrics
TIME TRAVELS
Days they drift away, streams to waterfalls.
I can barely catch my breath between the beck and calls.
Some nights I go to bed, feeling like I just got up.
Hardly hit the pillow when I’m filling my coffee cup.
And I lose my center.
And I turn to you.
Hours they slip away, I try to slow my thoughts.
Troubles I got plenty, worries I got lots.
I’m in the middle of what I’ve done and not done yet.
I stop to count my blessings, I remember, I forget.
And I lose my center.
And I turn to you.
You can put it all together.
Set it free, let it be.
It’s now or never.
You carry on, when I’m lost between the twilight and the dawn.
The passing of time may be a state of mind,
but I’m feeling left behind.
I’m starting to unwind.
I’m scattered, I’m rattled, I’m rambling on…
Years they roll away, rivers to the sea.
We are only more or less of what we’re meant to be.
It’s when I close my eyes, I see the light of day.
It’s in the quiet moments, I can hear the music play.
And I find my center, when I turn to you.
You can put it all together.
Set it free, let it be,
you and me, now and forever.
MY COLLECTIBLES
© Sharon Lucy Nauss-Hughes