At Dawn She Comes: The Time Has Come

The Time Has Come

Ain’t feeling blue
Just need to ride alone
There comes a time…. The time has come
To take rest on hills unknown

Hear the festive laughter
From the town afar
There comes a time…. The time has come
To drink whole an unshared jar

Can’t seem to shake it off
It’s all dead on you
You count the blessings, you count the times
The good old seems strange and new

A hickey brands your heart
A friend turns alien
Glaciers of awkward silence hold
While the tensions cracking thin



The stars tap your thoughts
Like a maple tree
Thoughts are sweetest when thoughts are pure
These thoughts she’s come to feed

You’re all tangled up
Long overdue
There comes a time…. The time has come
It’s time to untie you