There're many norms and many swarms
Which affect us day by day
There're many whirlpools and rewards
That we feel along the way
There is the anger and the rage
Which try to deflect our mind
There is the hate and there's love
Which is keeping me alive
And there's time to yell
And there's time to wail
Sometimes you're right, sometime you're wrong
You just can't win them all
There is the space and there is time
Which let me stay in my prime
And there's time to yell
And there's time to wail