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Time
Lyrics: Brian St Croix
Feeling lazy, had enough
Staring at the sky to see what the clouds make pictures of
Plane flies over form New York to New Orleans
A bird sings falsetto from a porch swing
Jacob cries ‘cuz something’s died tonight
Rolling around on sultry ground
I feel the images that have laid me down
Asking myself a million questions
It’s got to be something I love to regress in
Walk down the street everyone I meet is aggravation
Everyone at top speed, don’t want your adoration
Don’t look at me, don’t flash me any temptations
‘Cuz I’m not satisfied for the need to qualify for a piece of your time
It must be a thousand degrees in my mind
Surprised I can think at all
I know there’s a reason to stay
But I’m distracted by as my skin starts to crawl
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Another ring from the grandfather clock
A premonition that life just stopped
Standing on the porch I stare into his
Wishing that I could maybe change the life he’s been living
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