One Wish

“One wish that’s all ya get” Those were the words he spoke again.
So I took this man, dressed in pure white, up on his bargain.
He swayed a pocket watch in front of me again and again.
The world around me faded as my dream began.

I started life over, everything changed, And I moved mountains that way.
Curved through every path that I wanted to make
Pushed through it all. Was on top of the world with ease.
But somewhere on the way I just wasn’t pleased.

And I wanted to have suffered again.
To have done it all over, to bend and be forced to bend.
And the new world stopped, and my dream came to it’s end.
The pocket watch of a dressed in pure white man having stopped again.

He throws it back in his pocket like it’s some kind of parlor trick.
In front of me, when I know full well how it ticks.
I was about to say something, I was about to go back into my trip.
But as he walks away he says “one wish. That’s all ya get.”