And thinks it strange that at his age
To describe his only world
He can not find the proper words
One would think that in a life
(Oh yes, time is of the essence)
Hima, Himalaya is my old time stomping ground
Father bear is sound asleep
The stranger asks me with a grin
(Oh yes, time is of the essence)
Where no two snowflakes are alike
Of heroes and their greatest deeds
Hima, Himalaya is my old time stomping ground
He approaches to a rod
Every instant growing bigger
While faith proposes that I wave
Sky is filled with starry scenes
And will be so for several weeks
And every year they multiply
Mani, Manitoba, better snows I've never found
Across the plain I see a figure
Mani, Manitoba, better snows I've never found
One would have a brilliant rhyme
(Oh yes, time is of the essence)
"Do you have the time my friend?"
I whisper up a prayer to god
Instinct tells me to run away
The author looms above his page
For each and every bit of time
Satellites move across the sky
