Saturday, September 11, 2004
The Thieves of Time
Time has been stolen,
right beneath our noses
There was no replacement,
for this precious item
We were made to believe,
that it was all well spent
Minutes and hours,
spent from their vicoious hands
They thought they were my father,
orders of discipline and rules
They want to be my mother,
they feed me and they clothe me
Repay me, don't shortchange me
For it is the only privillage I have
They squeeze me, not hearing me
For they're only doing what I think is theft
They are the ruthless thieves of time
right beneath our noses
There was no replacement,
for this precious item
We were made to believe,
that it was all well spent
Minutes and hours,
spent from their vicoious hands
They thought they were my father,
orders of discipline and rules
They want to be my mother,
they feed me and they clothe me
Repay me, don't shortchange me
For it is the only privillage I have
They squeeze me, not hearing me
For they're only doing what I think is theft
They are the ruthless thieves of time
