Ten Minutes Left to Mars

Ten minutes left to mars tonight

And forever in between

Ten minutes, minute, minus mini-it

Minute mini minuets marching

Softly swiftly sweetly somewhere else,

Away.

Synchronized in three quarter time

In a silent sideways soft shoe ballet

Headed out again,

Somewhere else,

Away, away, away.

I wish I was a minute

When there's ten minutes left to mars

I'd pull some Irish exit shit

And go hang out with the hours

And know that in my absence

There is nothing there

I'd know they know they know that too

I'd know they say "she never stays",

But it's true.

I can't

and never do.

I'd watch them watch me float away

As the moon floats away from the stars

And I'd know they'd wish there was more of me

When there were ten minutes left to mars.