Rhino Downtown
The Time Is Going
Somewhere
A poem by Peter S. Quinn
The time is going somewhere
But nowhere I'm still
The city lights from here to there
In every light bulb still
The hours are going by
One by one there're past
Heavy like clouds in sky
Or the roads with its dust
Everywhere you're going
Farther just than you were
Like the city lights flowing
Somewhere around or near
Letting go of dreams between
That nobody ever knows
So much is still there to be seen
In the sideways glows
Every time is going through
We are still just walking
So much there for to renew
After the stirring and talking
Ways to fill and be around
Where the days are down
Elsewhere a bit unlike found
In a different kind of a town
Somewhere
A poem by Peter S. Quinn
The time is going somewhere
But nowhere I'm still
The city lights from here to there
In every light bulb still
The hours are going by
One by one there're past
Heavy like clouds in sky
Or the roads with its dust
Everywhere you're going
Farther just than you were
Like the city lights flowing
Somewhere around or near
Letting go of dreams between
That nobody ever knows
So much is still there to be seen
In the sideways glows
Every time is going through
We are still just walking
So much there for to renew
After the stirring and talking
Ways to fill and be around
Where the days are down
Elsewhere a bit unlike found
In a different kind of a town
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