Written In Water

With tunes and eyes which make me cry
With moving pictures -
and colorful lives that make you smile
Which has been for awhile

And as same we make of it
As time has made of -
What knowledge we hold
As the clocks were not set -
And the wind were not moving

Sounds were running from my ears
As water in the glass -
Was painting my future
With time coming from a mile away.