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Sometimes, I get to thinkin' all about life and death and all that stuff
These things can fill me up with doubt
I think about our precious time and how it ain't enough
These are not the kind of things I like to think about
My mind is racing here and there
My heart is aching, I don't know why
I just keep pacing, going nowhere
I wish I had more time
Sun'll set no matter what you do
Moon'll rise regardless of you
All I know is each day is confusing, brief, and yet, immense
When I'm old, I hope it all makes sense
I see no clearer by the sun than by the stars at night
If anything, I dread the naked shame of day
Why is the burden often heavy, the yoke so rarely light
Or am I doing things the wrong way? The hard way
My mind is racing here and there
My heart is aching, I don't know why
I just keep pacing, going nowhere
I wish I had more time
Sun'll set no matter what you do
Moon'll rise regardless of you
All I know is each day is confusing, brief, and yet, immense
When I'm old, I hope it all makes sense
Bitter tears, I've had my share
So sick of waiting; is that a crime
It feels like years, so here's my prayer
I wish I had more time
Sun'll set no matter what you do
Moon'll rise regardless of you
All I know is each day is confusing, brief, and yet, immense
When I'm old, I hope it all makes sense
I hope it all makes sense