Time Is a Sparrow

We built time to hold

but time is a sparrow

We can never keep her

We can never hold

If time is a window

A reflection of change

We can never see through

We can never open

Time is not a river or a road

The sunset or the glow

The patterns in the ceiling or the sky

The shifting of the winds

in the shadows of our minds

The way there’s something fading/missing in her eyes

The way she spreads her wings to fly

in the fleeting golden hour

Time is a sparrow

We built time to lose

Pining for the moment

Slipping through the crack

Always looking back

If time is a number

Stuck up on the wall

Hanging like your savior

Claiming to heal us all

Time is not a river or a road

The sunset or the glow

The patterns in the ceiling or the sky

The shifting of the winds

in the shadows of our minds

The way there’s something fading in her eyes

The way she spreads her wings to fly

in the fleeting golden hour

Time is a sparrow