Like clockwork, he’s up every day at the same time.
Staring at white screens, writing some type of line.
It’s a poem, it’s an essay, it’s an idea.
Like clockwork, he’s up at the same time.
Wishing for time travel, hoping to reconcile the past
He wants to slow things down, he regrets going fast.
Be still young scribe, enjoy every single moment.
Life’s a precious gift, don’t act like you the one who owns it.
Relax, take a deep breath, and take long walks
Relax, take a deep breath, and be careful with who you talk –
To understand is a gift, but to accept a person’s being is another
Stop running to different people and looking for your mother
Stop chasing women who don’t care about you only your money, your dick
Or who you know.
Stop it young man! You know better.
Stop it young man! You have seen better.
Listen to the elders, be slow to open your vessel
Your mouth has life and destruction remember all your life lessons.
Remember the woman of your fears, remember
Remember the girl of your dreams, remember
Same time, different day