The Relevance of Time

It’s busy outside, but only the birds wallowed

But haven’t you ever wondered why the moon follows?

So what if, just what if, these thoughts always seem to follow

But hey, it’s just my time of day, where I shine light on my shadows

My thoughts lay heavy, and I stood on it

It’s always one where the river flows and how I’d run from it

Then, I’d lie awake again, and ask of what’s relevant

But it’s only a minute past last, so what if? It’s busy inside again.