somewhere lost in time

distilled my piss and vinegar
and hid it in a secret place
remembering who, what, when, and where
helps me to save a space.

these rhymes i cannot lose
unlike all my lovely pens
we trade glory for hyperbole
and miss the point in the end

who are you
who am i
somewhere i lost my mind
who are you
who am i
somewhere lost in time

a good morning sunshine
a simple walk on the beach
before we know it this is gone
the endless summer out of reach

confused i search for knowledge
study texts for some insight
chase icons for their wisdom
against the dying of the light

who are you
who am i
somewhere i lost my mind
who are you
who am i
somewhere i lost in time

so i live and i breathe
with the desire to carry on
listen to the wind cry
and hear that same old song

but maybe its the fine wine
in that secret place i keep
and i sup from the bottle
to prove i’m not asleep

who are you
who am i
somewhere lost in time
who are you
who am i
how about another time?