I’m just wasting time thinking all this over. How am I supposed to find, find my four-leaf clover? In this desert wind, subtle grains do find there way in my eyes, causing my sight to go blind. It’s all a waste of time! Could you concentrate and co-exist with a lie? What was said and never done could never take the place of…feeling uninspired! Holding on to the past presents you new problems. You try to deny them and expect me to solve them. You’re at home with the notion feeling’s are sacred. But, when confronted with facts you insist we fake them. Why, when it’s all a waste of time? Could you concentrate and co-exist with a lie? What was said and never done could never take the place of…feeling uninspired! Everything gets done today whether or not it rains! The clock circles endless (endlessly)…leaving me without paddle…much less a stream of conscious dreams to submerge this psycho-babble! I’m just wasting time…thinking all this over!