Middle Of Time

Primakova

You still can’t believe
That you’d accept the reprieve
Despite the excitement of the sound
That detached you from the crowd

When the foliage recedes
Contracting one more disease
Hidden in the fog that engulfs and surrounds
What was lost has now been found

As you gaze
At the middle of time

(Chorus)
Still you escape by imagining swimming back upstream
Hacking down brambles and then planting the seeds
Clearing out all the weeds

At the top of the slide
Trying to hold back the tide
Letting the horse go before the plough
Another shot across the bow

A not so lucky escape
Misused the previous shape
Halfway down the path of longevity
Downhill as far as you can see

As you gaze
At the middle of time

(Bridge)
And you are happy with your lot
All of the effort was not for naught
As you stand
At the peak of the climb