Life and Time are intrinsically linked, yet we are often caught out by both in different ways. We often see life as a progression of choices, that it is our own will which causes the present to be what it is, our lives shaped by determination, and yet Time’s hand is often overlooked, the quip of fate perhaps forgotten in the so called age of reason, and above all the chance encounter of a lyric shared becoming a link in which the forging of all is recognised only after Time has elapsed and lost in the fog of recognition.