Time is a farce

music can not save me
it ends
only buzz is endless
until the end

time is a farce
who is lonely now
a rock never changes
but you do

time only counts if my child is lost
on any other day, i change regardless
and that change is not time
it is enthalpy put simply

i age from the weak interaction
which leads to no action
i do so gravitate
but in the end i become a steady state

i can feel its pull
i call it bull
and look away
me fly then to the sour fray

oh you - know you
fleeting = seeing
on the bright blue morning
when the world was young

i went deaf listening to you rail against the push
of which you know nothing
but i fell in love with your perfect bush
and so my whole heart sing

oh you - know you
fleeting = seeing
on the bright blue morning
when the world was young
 
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