Saving My Time

I’m saving my time by losing it
I’m saving my time by waiting for it
I’m saving my time
I’m saving my time by hoping for it
And I’m saving my time by not knowing it
I’m saving my time
Restless hours, a faded flower
Is this a field that I can’t till?
A thousand dreams to fulfill
I’m lying on my bed
Yes, I’m lying on my back and I’ve got nothing to devour
No, no style, non-place, transparency?
Are we in quest of absolute zero?
Don’t start from nowhere; step one was done
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Tra-di-tion is the fucking parasite!
Past, present, tomorrow!
No, no style, no place, transparency?
Are we in quest of absolute zero?
Wasting my time by losing it
Wasting my time by waiting for it
I’m wasting my time
Tra-di-tion is the fucking parasite!
Past, present, tomorrow!
No, no style, are we in quest of absolute zero?