Time Is Black

From a distance, the truth is so obvious, Answers are all so clear. Logic stays at arm's length When engulfed in the present, here. Desperation draws near... If I could pull the fabric of time And bring the future near, The answers wouldn't be so far The truth would be so clear. Time is black And nothing will escape. Nothing will remain. Nothing. From a distance time is black, Tangible and dense. With each rotation a new day passed And past, at last, makes sense. There where past obstacles seem Just pebbles on your path Always just a step ahead The peace I hope to catch...