Stop Time

Stop time

Stop time

Please, before you all die.

The clocks are ticking away

Your life dies before you

Your egg-timers are set

They are pouring now

Slowly

Surely

Watch yourself go

Go on

Go on

It is time to rise

Come from that mist that strangles your eyes

Your eyes, poor eyes

Poor, poor, poor, eyes, oh so poor eyes

Your eyes are slaves to your body and mind

Give back your eyes

Go, save them

Put them right back where they belong

They won’t hurt you

Go on, step from outside your eyes

Climb through your lashes

Pull yourself through each lid wide

Stretch them right back and out you must ride

Come on, come out from behind those sad eyes.

Peel back the tide

Open forth the skies

Let in the moon, the stars, the frost

Let in the night with its colossal head

Feel its mammoth arms folding around

Feel the warm breath from each star

Feel the dance, the joy and the stirring

See the face of the wondrous one calling.