Chronometry

Voices from his heady music

Speak of time and space

Magical, immortal

They reveal a hidden place

A field grown wild with brambles

Where stands a single tree

"Go there on a starry night

to know a mystery"

That he and no one else would ever see

Chronometree

Spoken from the headphones

Held tightly to his face

Directions to the oaken tower

In the lonely place

Symbols flood into his mind

The music holds the key

Put the plan to paper

To behold the mystery

That he and no one else would ever see

Chronometree

A plan revealed

Time is standing still

And all will know that

I'm no ordinary man

Just a symptom I fear

The real illness hides in the bones,

down deep inside

Here is science

By alien alliance

Now all of time is just a slave to my desire

Is it something you hear?

Or something you want to believe?

I think you know.

Some days you wish you could leave,

but then where would you go?