Time is flowing, flowing by
Ever flowing through my mind
What do I have left to do?
And how much more of time?
Last year was a week ago
A dollar now a dime
I used to roam around the world
Now travel in my mind
When I was young, I said to Dad
Seems Christmas never gets here
Dad said, son, enjoy your time
It goes faster every year
Now Christmas sneaks right up on me
Oops, it’s here again
Didn’t we have one just last month?
Nope
If not then, then when?
The rolodex of months rolls by
And years run into years
I turn around, a new decade
Comes kicking into gear
Tick tick clock, I hear you now
Counting down my days
I still ride bikes without a helmet
“Cause a player’s gotta play
Ocean swimming can give pause
Thinking of sharks below
But I float on my back and don’t fear attack
‘Cause goers got to go
One good thing of growing old
It settles down your mind
Thrashing slows to measured strokes
Swimming the river of time
Waipahu Bob 