Watching Time Crawl

Time goes by and ticks so slow. Days grow cold and rivers flow.
The world moves on.
On and On.
Doesnt stop no matter whats been done wrong.

It changes and its always the same.Just like clouds filled with pouring rain.
Sunlight bursts through blackended skies.
I may be defeated but I wont demise.

Im made of stone, Cold rotted wood.In this tough old world. Thats only good.
Im a dented man. Soul old and grey.
Heart broke in so many ways.

Time ticks by so slow and old.
Its a life like mine you get for being bold.
Making silly choices, And sleeping around.
Only Rest Ill get is beneath the ground.
That will take me to another day.
In this world with my life ill stay.
Just Another soul on Hanks lost highway.