We have an understanding about our misunderstandings. You thinking of reasons not to be with me and all I can think of is all the ways I want to get with you. You’ve been heartbroken everytime so now you think relationships are predictable. Hands of the clock in the back of my mind I hear tick tocks.
I know it takes bravery to put your trust in a man because so often they throw stones and hide their hands. I’m not your knight in shining armor. I’ve been through the pain of the rain; my soul is rusted. They say all great kings had a muse of a queen when when he reigned. I don’t adore you for 15 minutes of fame. I need a lifetime. Your body puts me in my right mind. I’m having day dreams about what we could do in the night time. Or in the afternoon or when you wake up or when you running late from painting nails and putting on make up.
So sometimes I look at clocks hoping that the hour in my life is different. So I look at clocks hoping that this time the timing is right. But it seems the writing on the wall is just a bunch of broken clocks. You can’t put things that could last forever on hold
I got things I need to accomplish. I got demons I need to concur. Late night I can’t sleep thinking of Flight of the Concords. You got goals you need to accomplish. You got fears you need to conquer. Late night your sleep becomes ever so somber. Ambition gets heavier with every passing second. I got regrets that I got to live with everyday. I got apologies that I don’t want take to my grave. You are complex so I’m trying to figure out how to enter your maze and tell you everything. Are we right but the clock is wrong? I’m trying to be in the same time zone. I realize the words aren’t enough, I need to hear your voice more. I don’t want our bodies to connect but our minds are long distance.
So I look at clocks hoping that the hour in my life is different. So I look at clocks hoping that this time the timing is right. But it seems the writing on the wall is just a bunch of broken clocks. You can’t put things that could last forever on hold
Time is a man made concept so in that case I should be able to conquer it. But I know man is nothing without woman so I need you to help my mindset. How much does the hands of a clock determine what happens in your life? They’ll record when you were born and they’ll record when you die. But you won’t remember either. Anybody ever ask what time it was when you fell in love? What could we do in 24hours? What could we do in a lifetime? With arrogance I laugh at eternity. That brings me back to my demons and your fears. I suppose that addresses our ambitions and goals. Separate or together we have so much to do. Constantly looking at clocks. I guess we always feel like we are running out time…