The Times
01-07-2009, 09:01 PM
Some of the world is partial to me, my head cannot see for the spinning,
Past loves are innocently defining the present-tense, my heart a warpath,
Speak my words aloud, only to discover that the times have since lied...
The time came, the time went, time well remembered, time well spent.
My love is changing with the seasons, ever changing and resurrecting,
Clocks cannot do this moment justice, I'm already running for my love's life,
Everything has become blurred since that fateful day when I left your arms...
The time came, the time went, time well remembered, time well spent.
So many faces to remember, yours is still the easiest, yet still the hardest,
Sometimes I imagine that you are taking your clothes off in front of me,
This is frank, this is the harshness I have endured, these are the times...
...The times are dead.
The time came, the time went, time well, remembered...
...Time not-so well spent.
Past loves are innocently defining the present-tense, my heart a warpath,
Speak my words aloud, only to discover that the times have since lied...
The time came, the time went, time well remembered, time well spent.
My love is changing with the seasons, ever changing and resurrecting,
Clocks cannot do this moment justice, I'm already running for my love's life,
Everything has become blurred since that fateful day when I left your arms...
The time came, the time went, time well remembered, time well spent.
So many faces to remember, yours is still the easiest, yet still the hardest,
Sometimes I imagine that you are taking your clothes off in front of me,
This is frank, this is the harshness I have endured, these are the times...
...The times are dead.
The time came, the time went, time well, remembered...
...Time not-so well spent.
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