John F. McCullagh (09/28/1954 / Flushing)
Time in a Bottle
You cannot save time in a bottle,
that's not something a bottle can do.
Sure, time can be lost there
and loves are divorced there-
but saving time, bottles can't do.
For those who spend time in a bottle
will wonder where time has got to.
Time won't be found there,
perhaps a good wine there
is sufficient to compensate you.
And as for 'the box made for wishes
and dreams that will never come true.'
They will put you inside
and there you will bide
till Gabriel's playing for you.
You cannot keep time in a bottle
experience taught me that's true.
Perhaps whiskey or rye
and a slow way to die
but time will not stand still for you.
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