A poem/song

when I was young and just a boy
I would walk through singing forests
It feels like just yesterday
the clock was slow and colors were bright

alone I sit thinking of a time
when rules were simple and people smiled - as you pass them by
it was just another try
do we get another try?

when I was born I knew
exactly what the plan was
but that was so long ago
and now I'm here and wandering
upon this manifold
left alone and confused

the conduit is closing, is it just a "sign"?
and the world burns right on by
masqueraded angels stir the timeline, from the sideline
maybe I'm the frontline, looking for a fishline!

when I was born I knew
exactly what the plan was
but that was so long ago
and now I'm here and wandering
upon this manifold
left alone and confused

The light just seems so far
But it's only a mirror away...