Why do I bother, why do I care
Time turns in echoes

Yesterday is here


While I do wander, how do I fare
Echoes of time

Announcing end is near


Telling me to bother, echoes of care
Yesterday's time is fear

And echoes everywhere


Why do I bother, why am I here
Is it a crime?
To promenade in despair


Echoes are rolling, time is deaf
Yesterday is unheard of

Tomorrow is in repair


Many are few, only are two
A dozen in a dime

Echoes is my chief


Why do I wonder, how do I bear
When time does not seek us
And I am among a few.