Father of Clocks

Im so sorry
I whish i could have stopped this
Stop these dark nights you fear

I whish i could said i love you as you fell
You knew this was coming and you miss us

The trees whisper your name
Its your time
Im so sorry
I whish i could change the ways of this father of all clocks

I whish there was a way to stop this father of many clocks
Someone was holding your hand as you left
At least you had someone there

I whish your freedom well and your soul may fly through doves
May Jesus say welcome and may you find the stars