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time..
and they talk about a deadline...verses due by Thursday before bedtime
before my eyes close and my nappy fro hits the matress cold
knowing that tommorrow's check time
once every two weeks
i've set my watch as i watch the set, half an hour later i spark regret
i don't have the time to waste
i've still gotta find my place
i've still gotta find my face
i've still gotta run this race
and the stop watch hums through time and space
i've tried to face the music
but the second the bass riff kicks i'll probably lose it
cos this life is too confusing
and we're moving at a speed that seems unhuman.
zoom in on the painting that never dried
or at least, how would you know if it did or not?
you never looked a second time
and maybe if you had taken just one more glance
at the work of the hands
of this artist
you might finally see and realize what and where the art is..
because......
sometimes we try to do too much in too little
with just the right amount of everything
to fail across the board
it's simple.
i've never followed the hands of the clock
i just throw my hands in the air
and wave them like i just don't care
until i've found the secret lair below the bookshelf's hidden stairs
and what i'm trying to say...well, i have the time of day
to search beyond the fact and find the truth
in the matter, no matter, infact we've got no matter
no atoms...and of course without Adam we've got no Eve
and no Eden
maybe you should have taken more time thinking about all that before decieving
and lying, and telling the world that you've only got fifteen minutes to spare
when really you should have spent at LEAST a full hour demonstrating your care
for your fellow human being..
because what's a business meeting
other than trying to circumnavigate the emotional person's teary-eyed feelings.
and me...well...i have the time to cry
i just choose not to..
because with everyone else carrying limited minutes, what tears amount to
is something that no one else is about to do..
see.. the world is stuck on the cellphone plan mindset
where time get's limited to 300 minutes a month
with free weekends and late nights.........
and it seems like we never appreciate the sunshine.
i love time..
so why would i want to kill it, right?
well maybe i'm looking for a little fun in life
and drugs just seemed right...
and hugs just seem right, today..
see i've got two kids that like to play
and don't worry that today is just tommorrow's yesterday
so instead of searching for a better day
they'll accept what they are given and live it great
i mean, it's just time.
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elitely smo
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