Time

The days are getting shorter
and are passing much to quickly.
Another year is drawing to a close.
I don't know where the time goes.

I look forward to something different
and regret the sameness yet again.
Another chance has slipped away.
I don't know where the time goes.

Like rain that washes away the soot
and chases it down the side of my car,
opportunity never knocked this door.
I watch the time go down the drain.

I take comfort in complacency
and sleep with dreams of satisfaction.
Tomorrow brings another choice
to slow the clock again.