Dear Time Lyrics - Singles - Vincent Bishop

You think you are smart to break my heart 

You tear things apart when we have to race against you 

"Earth to the one named Time. On behalf of Plaintiff Bishop, his lawyers, the audience, and I, the judge, we demand you to show yourself and stand trial immediately! Plaintiff, you may proceed." 

Dear Time, tyrant floating like maritime 

Flowing in a straight line, thinking you're prime 

Having in mind that your power's sublime 

Stopping on everyone and every dime 

Now how many times you got me victimized? 

I'm a grown-up now and I aim to be right 

Therefore I try to be nice, making faces light 

I go for wise, and I get despised 

Now I want justice! I'm with the justice! 

Because I'm such a perfectionist 

Slow and steady I take things 

Yeah, I work like the Tortoise 

While you seep in boisterous 

The dullness of your indulgence 

Makes my life so reckless 

And makes my workplace a mess 

Where everyone's pressed 

Getting things in press 

While other things get wrecked 

When we all want flawless 

Nonetheless, someone's still unimpressed 

Why? 'Cause you go and fly 

And I, having fun, I deny 

How dare you define your vision as blind? 

Even Einstein was inclined to realize 

You can sight whenever someone cries 

Or when someone dies 

So come on now, show us your alibis 

You think you are smart to break my heart 

You tear things apart when we have to race against you 

You think you are smart to break my heart 

You tear things apart when we have to race against you 

[Guitar solo] 

"Okay. Okay! Okay! Enough! Please continue." 

I'm a grateful man for opportunity 

Especially for this one you've given me 

With this woman who was fresh from June 

Sounding like a tune sung from the top of a dune 

Flying out to the moon (AND BACK!) 

Yeah, guess how much I loved her (YOU'RE WACK!) 

Uh, you're talking to me now, right? 

(Man, get out that disguise!) 

But you see that, Time? When my stakes are high 

They mistake me and my wit for spitting stacks of lies 

I'm sick of this plight taking all my might 

Now I want the light to break the troubled night 

When the fireflies come dropping by 

It's the same lullaby and nursery rhyme 

Two little blue birds singing all day 

No time for names, they already flew away 

And if they'll ever come back, do you think I could tell that? 

I tell without music how life could "B-flat" 

She started to scat, so I got in her act 

Then she wanted contact, what a friendly combat 

Has someone had it bad (or was he a little brat?) 

Or is the pot calling the kettle black? 

Back to the fact; we drifted right off the bat 

From the love we never had 

Let's tell 'em 

You think you are smart to break my heart 

You drift us apart when we need the hold of a friend 

You think you are smart to break my heart 

You drift us apart when we need the hold of a friend 

You see, we need you, but we need a way to manage you 

"Alright, order. Order! ORDER!!! Cross-examination." 

What's your deal? I thought you were supposed to heal 

What's your deal? I thought you were supposed to heal 

What's your deal? I thought you were supposed to heal 

What's your deal? I thought you were supposed to heal 

"Will the plaintiff return to his stand?" 

Yo, this is Bishop, and I'm a Lévesque 

My fam's from Québec, the land of respect 

We yet don't struggle with less stress and distress 

And once again, what's the cause and effect? 

Now let's forget being politically correct 

But Time, you're a threat making us disconnect 

From this whole planet, like a tennis net 

And oppress like a streaming jet 

Then we neglect, make pretexts intended to reject 

Our mouths are fed to a change of dialect 

We're struck of affect, now what's next? 

We give and get offence, we regret 

For what? Nonsense not worth nine cents 

Trouble's on the fence when we argue with no defense 

Whence? From whether I have to 

Miss my date, study with mates 

Go to bed at eight or if my bus comes late 

But I always wait for answers...none 

Then they yell at me just because I'm young 

And compel me to make up for ado I've done 

I get hung up too, and I get such a shame 

I'm still the one they love to blame 

I'm still the one they love to blame 

"The jury may now retire to deliberate..."