Verse 1:

I traded my morning for a walk in the park

I traded my dinner for a song in the dark

I’m bartering minutes like they’re precious old coins

Watching the thread where the tapestry joins.

Verse 2:

You spent your twenties in a cubicle maze

Trading your vision for a purple-blue haze

I spent my thirties learning how to be still

Trading the ladder for the side of the hill.

Chorus:

On the loom of time, we’re weaving the trade

Between the light of the sun and the depth of the shade

Once the hour is gone, you can't buy it back

There’s no turning around on the one-way track.

Verse 3:

I’ll give you a decade of wisdom and grace

If you give me the wonder on a young child’s face

I’ll trade you my certainty for a bit of the spark

That keeps us all dancing through the cold and the dark.

Bridge:

Tick-tock goes the ledger, drip-drop goes the rain

Every moment we waste is a beautiful pain

So spend it on laughter and spend it on kin

Before the long winter begins to set in.

Verse 4:

The weave is almost finished, the colors are deep

I’m trading my secrets for a long, quiet sleep

It was a good bargain, I’d do it again

The best kind of trade is the one with no end.

Chorus:

On the loom of time, we’re weaving the trade

Between the light of the sun and the depth of the shade

Once the hour is gone, you can't buy it back

There’s no turning around on the one-way track.