Time          Shel Silverstein

Ain't the snow fallin' just a bit deeper these days
Aren't they building the stairs a bit steeper these days
And the town's really changin' in so many ways.
It's time, just time.

The young folks they're growin' uncommonly tall
And the newspaper print it's becomin' quite small
And folks talk so softly you can hardly hear at all.
It's time, just time.

The jokes aren't as witty as the old jokes once were
And the girls ain't half as pretty as I remember her
And today on the bus a grown man called me "Sir".
It's time, just time.

Yeah I'm not quite as anxious for fame or success
And my eye finds the girl in the plain quiet dress
And I cling a bit longer to each warm caress.
It's time, just time.

So it takes a bit longer to climb up the hill
But what of it, my life now is much more fulfilled
And they're tearin' down buildings that I watched them build

It's time, just time. Time, just time.