Who Knows Where The Time Goes? Poem by Paul Reed

'Who knows where the time goes? ' - Sandy Denny, Fairport Convention,1967

The air moves around the earth

Ruffling the seas

Since a time before time took it's ease

Moving each river, each firth;



Who knows where the time goes?

Into which crevice it disappears

Ingraining itself into your fears

Permeating your woes;



Things once young now old

Paper flat now yellowed and faded

Hopes once bright now jaded

Things once warm now grown cold;



It's the same for all I suppose

This mystery of passing ages

This ceaseless war that time wages

Who knows where the time goes?