I have seen good cognisance and common sense
Dethroned, cut and pressed with bad intent
Can you see the logic through my ignorance?
I'm coughing up the fingers in my mouth
Praying it won't go south
But the world would drown me out
Time Slows Down
I'm three thousand miles away, and more than two hours ahead
Of the clock inside your head
Stir crazy and dormant, studying the informant
I hope it's not too late
And that you don't find yourself wrinkled into place in this state
Time slows down
Waiting for good words, and something to confirm
Can I expect you soon to come back down to earth?
Cause If we lost you, it wouldn't be the first
Excuse me for acting so concerned!