Isn't it exciting where you could've gone
Backtracking, not completing
What's needed to be done
All the while still complaining
What you could of been
Procrastinating problems
Instead of letting new ones in
Round and round
Watch the seconds hand make the sound
Of Years sifting us by
Like the precious sands of time
So
Where do we go now
Where do we go from here
Been slipping through the cracks now, we've wasted one more year
Impersonating deer in headlights, we've wasted too much time
It's time to put our lives back on the line
Is it too belated
To forgive ourselves
For putting life's ambitions
On a metaphoric shelf
Saying I'll get to it tomorrow
Then days become 10 years
Then blaming past distractions
Or far too many beers
Round and round
Watch the seconds hand make the sound
Of Years sifting us by
Like the precious sands of time
So
Where do we go now
Where do we go from here
Been slipping through the cracks now, we've wasted one more year
Impersonating deer in headlights, we've wasted too much time
It's time to put our lives back on the line