I am everything,
I am what is not.
I pull the strings,
My strings pull themselves.
What will, what can, and what can't be are mine to tell,
What won't, what mustn't, and what must be are told by me.
Time flows with me and the way it should,
Time runs the path I lead and the way I think it should.
What was, what is, and what will be are up to me,
We are what is and isn't,
We can be what is and can not,
We do as we will yet are path is set,
Stuck are we in this grand design that expands threw space and time.
Life is fleeting in the eyes of time but still yours is precious to mine.
Walk with me and set your soul free as we dance across the sky for the rest of eternity.
Always shall we be together in the wind and into the stars as we go.
Drifting among the heavens we will dance and play knowing what time knows as are thoughts stray.
