Tic Toc

Her body was a clock

And a Rolex was mine

And the Rolex was mine

Orientation suspended

On the spin cycle

Colors twist and bend

Sending known logic into a spiral

Tic toc Drip drop

Wont' stop Lift drop

Ears full of sights

Eyes see the odor

And nose sniff an eye full

Watching the arms and hands

On your watch

It feels impossible to be mindful

Tic toc Drip drop

Wont' stop Lift drop

So we mind loosing

Like the common fool

Misunderstanding the function

Of time telling tools

We can say when to be where

But nature still rules

Tic toc Drip drop

Wont' stop Lift drop

We can try when to be there

Yet drips still pool

And accumulate molecules

That offer sincere clues

That don't care

About the measures we use

Tic toc Drip drop

Wont' stop Lift drop

I said I'll be there in a moment

And she understood a minute

When the sixty seconds passed

Her ass starts to fidget

I really didn't get it

Why the moment felt suspended

But her clock was ticking

She was counting unit

Calculating every egg and seed

To see how we could use it

So I felt so stupid

When she said to me I blew it

Meant it when she spoke it

And the way she did I knew it

Yeh, got a new dude that comes on time

Her body was her clock

And the Rolex was mine

Yeh, she got a new guy that comes on time

Her body was her clock

And the Rolex was mine

Tic toc Drip drop

Wont' stop Lift drop

Her body was her clock

And the Rolex was mine

And the Rolex was mine

Tic toc Drip drop

Wont' stop Lift drop