all time is complicated it sails away when we want it to stay moves slowly staring us down when we want it to move on balancing on the line no net to catch this time i am a patient in your room of waiting turn pages of magazines wait for the bad news balancing on the line no net to catch this time when everything is a lie no net to catch this time time stands still but you can t run away run away hours pass with no natural light you always set me up to fail in the worst way you know it don t you know it don t you run oh time counter intuition i can t get it to work for me or the things i need