We’re free to travel the three dimensions of space
But are tied to time, going only one way
And were able to take that trip, in just a slip
Or drag it out, as long as we’re invited to play
You can make your time go slower, if you take more holidays
In the Sun or near any body with mass
Or travel there and back, to dead stars, that have gone black
But you can’t make your time go fast, alas
But backwards, move another way around
In equations, time works both ways round
If you can’t jump forward, step back and clap
Give a whistle, and this’ll help, you crawl back
Shake your head, change your mind
Star jump and hop, from side to side
If you can no longer workout, the way to go
Dance to your own tune, and take it slow
Raise, your hands
Dig down below
Life, long gone
Now, time to go
I seem to recall
I had, my first fall