|I didn’t see it coming
I don’t see it coming either
Constantly battling to pick it up point-blank
If at all I enjoyed the beauty of blankness
Staring into space, believing in serendipity
I would simply stay and tune in for that rendezvous
Tied with time, waiting for that chime
Trying to find Him in many idols
I found God is in time, meanwhile
My dear restless mind
Couldn’t you just breathe and embrace life?
After all, it is the matter of time.