Time is a gift

Don't waste it

As if you had forever

Don't be stupid

 

All the children in black portraying Doom,

prophesizing Gloom

Well you know we are in our Space

Going somewhere, some place

Don't appear to be in a Hurry to get there

What you see is fragmented people

doing fragmented things

May tell you that the world is insane 

Confused to the maximum

Don't let it tell you that

' that's all it is'

Cause we ain't liking that news

Stop yourself, don't be a fool

by patterning yourself after what men do