How do you spend your time?
Wake up children, play like the wind.

Why’s my life a movie?
Why’s my life a song?
I finally find the plot line and the characters are gone.
Silence when the soundtrack’s wrong.

Why’s my life a movie?
Why’s my life a song?
I’m finally getting started, but the intro was too long.
Echoes where the peaks belonged.

How do you spend your time?

Over in the corner life’s record plays.
Needle rides the rails.
The line’s not straight but it always follows anyway.

Songs skipped and they changed my days.
Wake up children, play like the wind.
How will you spend your time?

Static screams from TVs.

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