Time is but an unwed mistress
A beacon in the night
A silent masquerader
On the run and in the light
I can feel the master reign tighten
Feel the foolish rushing to judge
Feel the vibration of lunacy
In the trusted, refusing to budge

Life is but a silent killer
Every moment wearing us down
As to the birds in the thin air
Or the devils that dwell on the ground
Apocalyptic visions of grandeur
As the phones wring their itchy fingers
And the polycrats in the bunkers
Seem to pang their conscience that lingers

So I stand at the delta
Somewhere between right and wrong
Somewhere in the blessed silence
In the voice that sings a song
The tunes fly by in a blender
I oft’ just wish they would stop
And you know answers don’t lie
In your modern-rock teeny-pop

No, the answers lie in you

And so I fall down upon the time
That we define as millennial edge
Standing on the cornerstone
Standing on the ledge
I’m here for a blink of time’s eye
For a moment of with or without
And until I come back to this place again
I’ll remember what we’ve cried about

Yeah, I’m here for a blink of time’s eye
For a moment of with or without
And until I come back to this place again
I’ll remember what we’ve cried about
What we’ve cried about