And still yet the same old game of looking rough and living strange
Another story half unfurled, mind erased by a beautiful girl
I keep on knocking on her door but she don't live there anymore
Mind bent still in the past I said I love you and she said thanks
But, oh, time rambles on
So I picked along and I scrubbed up, all the way to the jazz club
Maybe just a bit intense but pay no mind to what I said
We can cuddle to the dawn, don't miss me now I'm gone
There's a bundla mixed up truth but don't worry it's not to impress you
But, oh, time rambles on
I'll retreat so I'm alone; I'd prefer to be left unknown
Talking as if I know about love 'cause here appearances are enough
Just looking for something to say: "at least there's beauty in the mundane
Just keep on keeping on", still seemingly nonchalant
Lilting leaves and snotty sleeves
Two of the sides that make up me
Still got fear to supersede
Eyes closed but seeing clearly
Oh, time rambles on