It’s my very own evening
Belongs to me… belongs to me
Life goes aside my tunnel
But I’ll dig it in
My very own evening
Time has fallen on my inspiration
Gotta do it all
Got the night for all
This painting and singing and reading the books
That have piled on my shelf
‘cause my mind holds no stores
And I already know that I will hang around
And I’ll look for the ceiling
To support me with a sign
And I know in advance that the battle is lost
And this wanting it all
Puts me deep in a hole
And Time won’t play around
Belongs to me…belongs to me…
I’m thrown like a golden rocket
In a desert land
Who gets satisfied?
I thought inspiration would flow off my mind
But Time goes by
And I haven’t started out
To think over my failures
And write it all down
‘cause I spit in a bucket
With a hole in the ground
And I can hear the ticking of unforgivable clocks
That make fun of myself
While I stick to my tracks
This grown up voices they suddenly shout
‘cause they won over the child
Yeah they won over the child.
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