Distress Signal

Distress Signal

 

I was running through tomorrow’s memories

Because memories last longer than days

Traveling back through past experiences dreamed

And time was flying as the color fades

 

Gazing back over what lay ahead of us

Playing out like some kind of science fiction show

But time is a warp with a slight of hand

And the future is past before you ever know

 

Some how lost on a run-away train of thought

Looking for the end of the tunnel to shine

Only to realize that the darkness that prevails

Were constructions made by the hands of time

 

On silent seas two ships pass in the moonless dead of night

From stem to stern each unaware at last

Of that fateful crossing where destiny is adrift

And signals its distress to the future and the past