Cascading, by Siobhan Christie Vanessa Luff

Time
is a healer
And time
is a creator. 
But without time,
you can do such harm


With your charms
and your cherubic face,
you take my hand
and with an air of painful grace
you rip it from mine; demand
that we're over and done.
That you're not too sure.
Oh darlin' hand me that gun
as you walk through that door.


Time is your friend.
Time I recommend,
will take you from damn uncertainty
to quite sweet serendipity.


If the world dissipates,
From a lamenting, loveless earthquake.
The hands of time will mend and repair
the broken plains of natures despair.
So the cracks and holes between us,
we can mend, we can clean the rust.
We can cement over the shrivelled patches
the doubts and regrets your heart often catches.


Time will replenish what we both have damaged.
It will take the stress, help us manage.
Step by step it comes to pass
what we have now, shapes a legacy to last


If you shut your eyes and count to five,
you'll find the world newly revitalised.
You'll see some beautiful nature amidst the dust.
Just please whatever you do, don't let the world cascade down on us.