It’s cold outside
And a silver cloud hangs low over the morning skyline
There is no sound other than my heartbeat
And snowflakes dance like fireflies
In the distance a billboard shines through the mist
And on it I can read my name
And a short
“To live outside of time is to be free”
“Have a nice day”
Traffic is heavy
And rain has fallen on the city
To one side of me , I hear a voice
It is a man without a face
And he has a book
Written in a language I cannot understand
Seventeen people
enter the white building at the same time
And the clock has stopped at nine
“Only love can set you free”
“This is your lucky day”
AND SO I SAY TO MYSELF
MAYBE THIS IS WHAT I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR
MAYBE THIS IS THE MOMENT
MAYBE THIS IS WHAT IT MEANS TO BE FREE
Time itself is frozen
Somewhere a telephone is ringing
Is that for me ? Can that be for me ?
There IS a voice there
And it’s one I’ve heard before
Another place,another time
Perhaps we can rendezvous ?
Put a name to a face
Or a face to a name ?
“Only by leaving can you truly arrive”
HAVE A NICE DAY!
AND SO I SAY TO MYSELF
MAYBE THIS IS WHAT I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR
MAYBE THIS IS THE MOMENT
MAYBE THIS WILL BE MY LUCKY DAY
It’s cold outside
And a silver cloud hangs low over the morning skyline
There is no sound other than my heartbeat
And snowflakes dance like fireflies