Your time starts now
without a question,
without a clue
your response will attest
to suggestion's power, so strong
and growing stronger
with self- belief
you've pulled through but you belong here no longer
Fly by night, it's over, day by day it's done
Was it simply oversight that's left you overcome?
While you've been distracted,
playfully, no doubt
Your time's been running out
Your time startrs now
and that's the poser.
You're going to need
all the help you can get
for the ride's nearly over
All that information
all that warp and weft,
for all your patient fortitude you're patently bereft
of clue, of hint, of notion
of answers, even vague.
You're ploughing forward nonetheless
as though by simple doggedness
the far side'll see you saved.
Your time starts now,
and yes, you'd best begin it,
however long
you've held back,
you've demurred,
get on track, pace by pace,
just go on,
just go further...
(Grazie a Chiara Fedato per questo testo)