The hours tick away - they tick away In the fullness of time In this one of many possible worlds, all for the best, or some bizarre test? It is what it is - and whatever Time is still the infinite jest The arrow files when you dream, the hours tick away

Found a way to rid myself clean of pain And the fever that's been haunting me Has gone away Looking through my window I seem to recognize All the people passing by But I am alone And far from home And nobody knows me

Where to go and what to do Wasted hours that you make new All those wasted hours we used to know Spent the summers staring out the window The wind it takes you where it wants to go At first they built the road then they built the town That's why we're

The type of shit that make you wanna let go The type of shit that make you wanna Change is slow, always has been, always will be What good is taking over, when we know what you gon' do This is called being high as shit That's the name of this song nigga,

Just like a butterfly that's caught in the rain! Here I am, lonely, Tired and lonely, Crying for home in vain, Longing for flowers, Dreaming of hours Back in the sun-kissed lane, I know that all of the world is cheery By that old cottage door,

It's a cheating situation When there's no love at home A stealing invitation To take what's not really ours To make it through the midnight hours It's a cheating situation Just a cheap imitation Doing what we have to do There's no use in pretending

Who am I, darling to you? Who am I, darling for you? I come alone here And meet me there, bundles of flowers We wait through the hours of cold Winter shall howl at the walls Tearing down doors of time Shelter as we go

Don't let me go On my own I'm finally free Pull this plug, let me breath Give me whats left of my life You spend your days counting the hours you're awake And when night covers the sky you find yourself doing the same It's a burden you've been burying in

Please don't go crazy, if I tell you the truth, No you don't know what happened, and you never, will, If you don't listen to me while I talk to the wall, This blanket is freezing, its been out in the hall, Where you fight me for hours, 'til I'm sure what

All my life I want money and power Martin had a dream Respect my mind or die from lead shower I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower So I can fuck the world for seventy two hours Damn I got bitches, wifey, girlfriend and mistress Kendrick have a