Time keeps on slipping
My clock say tick when it should have said tock
My neighbor threw a brick when he shouldn’t even been thinking about throwing a rock
My car blew a waterhose on my way
To help a lost soul.
It seems like time keeps on slipping into the crossroads or so I’m told.
The sand n the hour glass runs until
It needs to be flipped.
The waiter works all day hoping somebody leaves a big tip.
Love, affection , determination , rejection
As I took all of this burden transformed into a heavy load
Then i realised time keeps on Slipping, slipping into the Crossroads.