Tea Time

I am time and time is me,
And broken both are we.

We are

Splintered like the china pattern
Shattered at my feet.
My days are lonely fragments
Of the life I used to keep.

Tinker bells and fairy tales once
Danced through every hall,
But now it's time for tea for one.
I'm climbing every wall

Of this cage, cage, cage.
I'm stuck in this age
Of tea for one, and tea for one
Ain't sweet at all,
So time will never be for tea.