Sikter Time And Space
Hundred years, what it means to me? Can I hear, can I see?
Hundred feet, what does it mean?
I try to see it my way, you try to see it yours, but there's always more.
Two or three, seven eleven. Where's my heaven?
I'm so messed, maybe obsessed.
Music it lows,
jewerly it glows,
man he thinks,
man he stinks,
Future, present, past.
Those are only ones that last.
They say life's short. Earth's small. No!
It's all in soul, it's all in soul...
Time, time, time, time,
Time and space
Time, time,
Ass and face
Time, time, time, time
Drum and bass
What's big, what's long?
It's all wrong,
and this song that slips of my tongue.
It's all about those stupid things of wich man thinks.
Instead of living his life, loving his love, saying his prayer.
Learning to feel...
Those are real...
Space and time, they don't exist,
it's all about how much you know.
So don't you ever stop,
'cause you'll never reach the top!
Time, time, time, time,
Time and space
Time, time,
Ass and face
Time, time, time, time
Drum and bass
Time and space...
I've been thinking of time and space...
