Time

There's never enough
Overwhelmed by too much
We all feel the need to rush
But then it's halted by a touch

The fickle feel of some ordeal where we have no control
It has no boss it grows no moss
An ever-changing soul

When seconds go by so slow
And hours fly on the road
Always ventured towards the known
But also tempted going rogue

A journey down the rabbit would offer clarity
What scares me most, to drive the coast
And find I'm finally free

From time
Time
Time
Time
Time, time



Credits
Writer(s): G Tomasetti
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