Oh, father time. That meter maid who lends one lively winking eye. We dance a borrowed jig while hiding from the fine. Oh, what I wouldn't spend to lend you mine.
And now I see technicolor. A movie-script lover. You chase me while I play the clown, oh. But then you know, oh. . I tend to stack the deck with wild cards.
I can only imagine the day that they said. No, the world isn't flat it's a circle instead. You can run to wherever you want to now. . And those dizzy stargazers.