I can hear my mind
spinning lines
almost all the time
not truly bad
not always kind
so i walk out the door and i wander the streets
caught in a roar
on an endless repeat
I spend my life
just getting by on stolen time
i hope some day it comes to light
you’re losing your mind
and your mouths full of flies
but night casts a shadow
and up you arise
and we fall here
we fall
I spend my life
just getting by on stolen time
i hope some day it comes to light
up through the grass
a rising word of calm
keeps the hand that bore the calm of clouds
the ever still
is never heard…
but in your words
I spend my life
just getting by on stolen time
i hope some day it comes to light
now wait
no holding still
no rumbling sound
will awake
but ever still, is worth the wait
I spend my life
just getting by on stolen time
i hope some day it comes to light
I spend my life
getting by on stolen time