Turn - (Echo of a Childhood)

You're half a world away
Over acres of time
Stars
Are upside down from
Where you are today
Is night and yet the sun
Shines as bright as day

Backwards
Seasons reverse themselves to jumble life
Weird creatures
Are created yet how can I be sure
That it is not me who is amiss

Or simply adrift

Mirrors
Spoons
Half-warped reflections of
What we once were
Come to play in the twilight
Come to play, come out to play.