Happy New Year
Lost in self-reflection
Consumed by introspection
Over these indiscretions
That we did not commit
The boulevard is blurry
And we are in such a hurry
To not be judged by this jury
Of persons far from peers
Our collective unconscious is bleeding in time
To the sound of our heartstrings' new lullaby
Tick tock, we can't stop moving
Face to face with the firing squad
No rest now for the weary
While the wicked ones applaud
Take heed to shield your faces
For judgment day is near
We can handle any hardship
If we can make it through this year
The winter hibernation
Brought spring and condemnation
Then summer's hesitation
Now we all look to the fall
There's a light in the darkness that's struggling to shine
There's some remnant of hope in this hurt soul of mine
Tick tock, we can't stop moving
Face to face with the firing squad
No rest now for the weary
While the wicked ones applaud
Take heed to shield your faces
For judgment day is near
We can handle any hardship
If we can make it through this year
Our collective unconscious is bleeding in time
To the sound of our heartstrings' new lullaby
Tick tock, we can't stop moving
Face to face with the firing squad
No rest now for the weary
While the wicked ones applaud
Take heed to shield your faces
For judgment day is near
We can handle any hardship
If we can make it through this year
Consumed by introspection
Over these indiscretions
That we did not commit
The boulevard is blurry
And we are in such a hurry
To not be judged by this jury
Of persons far from peers
Our collective unconscious is bleeding in time
To the sound of our heartstrings' new lullaby
Tick tock, we can't stop moving
Face to face with the firing squad
No rest now for the weary
While the wicked ones applaud
Take heed to shield your faces
For judgment day is near
We can handle any hardship
If we can make it through this year
The winter hibernation
Brought spring and condemnation
Then summer's hesitation
Now we all look to the fall
There's a light in the darkness that's struggling to shine
There's some remnant of hope in this hurt soul of mine
Tick tock, we can't stop moving
Face to face with the firing squad
No rest now for the weary
While the wicked ones applaud
Take heed to shield your faces
For judgment day is near
We can handle any hardship
If we can make it through this year
Our collective unconscious is bleeding in time
To the sound of our heartstrings' new lullaby
Tick tock, we can't stop moving
Face to face with the firing squad
No rest now for the weary
While the wicked ones applaud
Take heed to shield your faces
For judgment day is near
We can handle any hardship
If we can make it through this year
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Writer(s): Maryjo Mattea Oster
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