Why should Father Time be a father?
Why not an emu, or a mule?
But I am given to understand
That emus make excellent fathers.

And time takes every relevant thing,
Every subversive notion,
Every turn of phrase that dances
On the limits of delight

And places it in a home
Where people wear funny clothes,
The parties are extravagant
And the toilets awkward.

That mule, Time, is undefeated,
They refuse to lose,
Sheer determination pushing stars
From one sky to another.

The jingle jangle replaced by a strange chime,
The dust in the wind blown into a crevasse,
Pressed and reformed into something new
Full of the unforgettable moments

No one remembers.