The Times, They Are A-changing

I have an old clock
Upon my wall
It keeps perfect time
During the winter
As well as the fall
In the summer
It is always
One hour slow
And often wish
This is how it was so
That this is the right time
For me to go
So i remain
Both with the times
And also behind them
And in no hurry
To be ahead
Time to fly.....

by Jemia