Drunk On Time Poem by Maya Hanson

Is it possible to be drunk on time?
6am and I can't even rhyme
Decisions that sound like a shooting star
I wish I could always know where you are

Counting dreams like hopscotch memories
I gasp as I wake up, tears like energy
I run on saltwater, it tangles the air
and makes it look like you could care

Is it possible to be drunk on time?
6am and I can't even rhyme
Decisions that sound like a shooting star
I wish I could always know where you are

I'm a liar but I don't want to be this kind
Pendulum, pendulum, I could stumble blind
Years flicker by wrapped in your eyes
I'd rather be grounded than stuck in the skies

Is it possible to be drunk on time?
6am and I want to call you mine
Decisions that sound like a shooting star
I wish I could always know where you are

Pendulum, pendulum, can we stay right here
I don't want this magic to disappear
Pendulum, pendulum, where do you keep
the parallel worlds where we never fall asleep