Tired


Too early to be tired
No time to buy second hand time
No time to wait for a minute
No time to be right on time
Never too late to think of break, of a break, of a break
When the break finally comes it's a breakdown

Fast as mood swings time's up
And all of a sudden time stops

It's not you
It's just me and this frantic melody
Too tired to take action, too tired to relax and to fall into sexuality
It's not for always just for now, so just accept it somehow

Too early to be sleepy
Too late to stay awake
Too busy to see that the two above conflate
Too early to be tired or to think that's what we are
Too much at stake when careers are shaped

It's not you
It's just me and my lonesome tyranny
To tired to take action to, tired to relax and to fall into anti jealousy
It's not for always just for now, so just bear with me somehow

Too early to be sleepy
Too late to stay awake
Too busy to see that the two above conflate
Too early to be tired or to think that's what we are
But behind the door every night left ajar
Lies the one dependent on our time not to starve
But to be served and saved
As was it the last meal made
Never too late
Time you have
Time you take
















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