Listen now I'm talking. I've been here for weeks. Waiting in this growing crowd. Staring at my feet. . The world around me's turning. I'm just standing still.
Come stumble my mirth beaten worker. I'm Jezmund the family berserker. I'm bought for the price of a flagon of rice. The wind buffs the cabin, you speak of your life.
I was taught a month ago. To bide my time and take it slow. But then I learned just yesterday. To rush and never waste the day. Well I'm convinced the whole day long.