The Archivist

Pram

As the clocks so solemly declare it

Strike each single atom without malice

Nothing lasts long - nothing stays in place

You find you can't recall things as you want to

And no photograph can hold the image

Nothing lasts long - nothing stays in place

A perfect archivist - you're only human

Although you wish to savour all you can

You won't live as long as you think you will

You find yourself betrayed by your own body

As what you know to be your self is murdered

Night times (??) grow worse

Through each single song (??)

Hold onto the chances you took

You can only make it if you

Don't let minutes and seconds past you

Don't let time's perspective throw you

Lay each second down so that it matches you heartbeat.