"The time has come," the Walrus said

"To talk of other things
Of shoes and ships and sealing wax
Of cabbages and kings
And why the sea is boiling hot
And whether pigs have wings
Calloo-Callay No work today!
We're cabbages and kings"

...and the time has come, I firmly believe, to turn the other way. To say no more, to feel no more, to let them have their way.

And while I wish for other things and slowly move ahead

I fake a smile, a simple nod, I always just pretend

That the sun is warm and bright....

And that is odd, because it is always the middle of the night.