Time

There's never enough Overwhelmed by too much We all feel the need to rush But then it's halted by a touch The fickle feel of some ordeal where we have no control It has no boss it grows no moss An ever-changing soul When seconds go by so slow And hours fly on the road Always ventured towards the known But also tempted going rogue A journey down the rabbit would offer clarity What scares me most, to drive the coast And find I'm finally free From time Time Time Time Time, time