Cataract Time

You’re sick of winning games

Been out on the road too long

Carve yourself out of illusion

You take the long way round

A setting sun

You don’t know what you’re doin

On the wrong side of town

Wastrels look at you sideways

As if to say,

“What happened?”

The rich man looks at you sideways

To say,

“What happened to you, boy?

You on Cataract Time?”

You’re tired of pretending

You’re tired of playing pretend

This time it’s real

It’s real, you’re on

Cataract Time

Every day we give up time

We pour the drink into a vast glass

We act fast, we think we know

Enough to go on

On Cataract Time

I wear see-through too much

And take strolls downtown

Thinking it’s a garden of shame

You take the night train

And live to see

Another Day

Another Day

Another Day

Another Day