“Winding the Clock”

Oh, to be young again, with that fire burning so strong inside of me

Like the world could wait while I went the places I went

And did the things I did…

Nothing to worry about and nothing to capture me by surprise

Much like the moon before it’s caught in the night sky

And shown to the world

When things moved so slowly and everything was experienced for the first time

To be little again, oh to be so small the world couldn’t crush me

Let alone notice

And as I look up into the sky at night I’m reminded

How cold the cement is below me

Laying here as I did ten years ago

I can just see you kid, all grown up, against the world

Back when things were so simple and every day meant something new

When my sisters were always around and my mom and dad were my heroes

Back when I had no idea how cruel the world could be

Back before I met her, back before my feet met the freezing water at the ocean

When I was happy for no reason and did anything I wanted

Back when I didn’t know your face…

When I didn’t see your picture and break down, feeling worthless

When I didn’t pray with my fists clenched and my voice didn’t stagger

And I didn’t fall apart in my own two hands

Back when I was happy just riding my bike and playing in the sand

When video games and fantasies dazzled my mind and inspired me

And being alone was bearable

Back when I small

When I was unnoticeable

To this big bad world