One day I met an owl, he was drawn in by the wind, he sat down with his cane and pipe, and he started to begin. Now the story that he told, with me holding my head, well it seemed to me how could it be my own, and then he said.
Time, You got plenty of time. Time, Why don't you take some time. Time, We all need some time.
Well the next thing that I knew, I was in an acacia tree, 'cause the wind came through, and I just knew there was fire on the leaves, so I panicked for a while, 'cause it burnt my skin and hair, I was feeling raw, until I saw a new life in the air, and I said.
Time, You got plenty of time. Time, Why don't you take some time. Time, We all need some time.
Well the owl looked up and sighed, you've got a kind, kind heart. You can't help but to feel down, 'cause you just love too much, and with that the wind did change, and my owl flew out of sight, but since then when I forget, theres always something in the corner of my eye.