I went to....

I went to the place where clocks buy time,
it was a tic toc kind of place.

I went to the place where the moon spends its days,
it was a bright space.

I went to the place where the wind blows our minds,
I was high.

I went to the place where a fool shows his love,
it was home.

Time is burning

My fingertips are burning,
the flames run through my arms.
I'm almost out of time.

I sit and stare,looking at nothing,
being nowhere.

I beg the wind for air
and the clouds for shade.

Restless feet are moving randomly
A heartbeat follows
The birds fly away
I stay

My fingertips are burning
but the fire's almost out.