On Time Lyrics - Ceramik City Chronicles - Jarle Bernhoft

I got a 

Fresh start and I'm on a mission 

To draw a sketch of the place I call my home 

In colors rarely used before 

Bling bling in a crowded bus stop 

Equality, while differences increase 

I stand on the side with my glasses on 

I see old ladies trying to claim their seats 

Young fellas trying to take it easy 

Mothers maneuvering the buggys 

(Everybody feel like sheep) 

A man in a suit, has the car broke down? 

Does he think of the climate? Or the dirty town? 

Is everybody fighting hard just to get around? 

But I know there is a time for everyone 

And I hope that we can all be welcomed home 

I see 

Cool cats on the pavement 

Shaded eyes on the donnas passing by 

On their way to a secret rendezvous 

The dark corner of a videogame shop 

upstairs, the scene of a hazy deal 

A bum is arrested just outside the door 

From the dark backyards to the towering hills 

from the smokers of weeds to the poppers of pills 

No matter how they all get their fills 

(Trying to escape what's standing still) 

Are you worn out, or just twentyfive 

cause all them kids wanna get out of town 

This mama's mean if you can't get in line 

If you find the line at all 

But I know there is a time for everyone 

And I hope that we can all be welcomed home 

I hope that we can all get our stories told 

I can see, I can see a time when we all unfold 

When shop was set up for the weak and feeble 

I never thought you'd be the first in line 

I know there is a time for everyone