Time

I long to see life of years gone by when time has past in the blink of an eye A young man stares through space and Time I ponder his thoughts as he does mine His life is now and mine was then A hundred generations of women and men. Time is a strand, a handful of sand. All time is now , like a wheel, constantly revolving inside my mind burns. To make future past so present is always and you'd be here , do you think i could? But look to the future , I know not what it holds I'll live in the present and break all the molds. For yesterday's lost forgotten it's over Live life for today as tomorrow is nowhere.