• Vol. 05
  • Chapter 06

Old Father Time

Hi, I'm standing on the edge of the world as usual,
Dog tired almost broken,
The weight of responsibility
For Mankind's ills is so pressing
That they built me a little plinth to stand on.
You see me here staring
at my own reflection in a mirror.
Sometimes I can hardly believe the face
I'm looking at - it looks so old
and worn.
Eventually they'll turn the power off
I'll settle down for a good night's sleep.
Good night everybody, sleep well.