Time Time Time

My time here has ended,
I know it.
It passed away the last night,
back to back and anger,
and we never talked to each other.

It was time, time, time.
It was time for me to go,
and the ship was waiting.

And the last night we didn't talk to each other.
We lay on our backs with anger, thinking there would be time.
Another time, a different time,
when we could make amends.

Now it's time for me to realise.
You're not coming back.
There was a time when I could have tried,
but the time has passed.