Give It a Minute

Well, what do ya know? It's really happening A certain tired ruin pushing up under everything And it seemed such a distance, some far away scene A slow reveal through some small and grainy screen Give it a minute though, give it a minute to take hold Fast times, don't you slow down For anyone. For anyone... Through all the blurry lights, streaks of color filtered through listless eyes And you are moving, mouth wide open, arms in the air And you don't know what's happening and you don't know why Give it a minute though... (Words unspoken, mouths wide open)