I have a sneaking suspicion I’ve had it wrong all along
That’s why swimming in chaos and wine feels so sweet
The delicious feeling of living at last
Where the plan and the moment merge into one
The present and the past diverging so fast
My lovers don’t know whether to bite or bring toys
Pouring over every card in the deck
The Aces show up when they will
Creating more memories of the real me
Takes time
And now time’s all I have