Lyrics of Summertime Summertime and the livin is easyFish are jumpin and the cotton is fineOh your daddy is rich and your ma is good lookinSo hush little baby, don’t you cryOne of these morningsYou’re goin to rise up singingThen you’ll spread your wingsAnd you’ll take the skyBut till that morningThere’s a nothin can harm youWith daddy and mammy standin by Notes of an Aboriginalien…….. How can time slip away so fast? Does the scent of potency drawBlack thieves in the nightTo stealFrom the heat of breathless momentsTimeSteep rolls the paradoxWhen attention is focused on traveling wellUnfocused on arriving to a destinationIncreasingly attention turns to the momentEnjoying the rideWith no measure of flowing time Before you know it, days, weeks, months, years have passedPotency of presence increases and The quantity of time seems to decreaseUntil what were plentiful pockets of time before Seem now, to be no time at allTimelessness following presenceWhat an exchange!