Use Of Time

written by Nick Hexum

With the words slaying me slow,
With verbs that just don't flow,
Confusing use of time.

Partial stoning of the heart,
Waiting for something to start,
Confusing use of time.

But the trying again,
It makes me think it's all gonna end,
Confusing use of time.

But don't ever never let them follow you down,
All you hear is the deafening sound,
Of your hearts pound.

But the trying again,
It makes me think it's all gonna end,
Confusing use of time.

Today's the longest day,
Hearing repeating things you say,
Confusing use of time.

Can you hear the void I describe?
What can I say the vacancy sounds like?
Confusing use of time.

But the trying again,
It makes me think it's all gonna end,
Confusing use of time.