Always at Two

Roses return every year
the bells rings every day
always at two
always the same
nothing ever happens here
the tides fall in and go back
again
the seasons change always when the should
nothing ever changes here
every time something goes

another day is let in
and then the night
sometimes there are stars
sometimes there are clouds
nothing ever breaks here
not unless its told

Sometimes it comes earlier
sometimes not at all
the routine is known
it does not leave
here to stay
it has always been that way

New airs come
they run their course
the old ones cannot stay
and still they remain
it has always been this way
this way it will remain
subject to something
even if it is nothing
which never changes

Sometimes the path is slow
sometimes is carries us along
and through this there is no change.