A Certain Age

I wonder if I'll
Ever get
To that certain age

Where we just sit together
Lying on our backs
Laughing
On how
F*cked up we are

Because there is time for trying
There is time for crying
Time for companion
To be alone and abandoned

There is time for wisdom
To choke on hedonism
In the night I'm a rebel
In the morning I love the system

I'm waking up when I'm going to bed
When I'm going to bed I'm waking up
Everything that's left of me
Is you

Because there's time to fight
Mama, I don't wanna fight
There's time to reconcile
And to get lost in the dark

And there is time for loving
There is time for hating
To make cheap rhymes
For the sake of the forsaken

There is time for doing
There is time for missing
To be in control
And to be reaching

There is time to write
If I sleep I might fall
I don't really want it
But there is time to die

The things you said
The things you did
It might be a crime
But there is always a time

The things you said
The things you did
It might be a crime
But there is always a time



Credits
Writer(s): Andrés Elías Contreras Silva
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