Time's Flying

Up above all simplicity,
there lives an arrow,
it keeps on advancing,
you just can't stop its flow.
It tears through fates,
with irreparable losses,
and wins every tussle,
against anyone who crosses.

Time's flying out my window,
it won't ever come back,
time's a racing arrow,
passing me on a single track.

I was wounded and low,
but time healed me fully,
an epoch of anger and dismay,
was changed by time completely.
Hope brought us all together,
it sealed our fates as one,
but without time as the binder,
the battle would not be won.

Time's flying out my window,
it won't ever come back,
time's a racing arrow,
but it's put me back on track.