Your Time Is Your Own

We were in a bar you and I,

The room was dull and brown just like the sky.

The clock went tick tock with its hands on my hands,

Conversation was a farce,

We were off in cuckoo land.

Everybody knows

When you're wasting your time

It's your own

Does it matter though

It always has been that way

Any wind that blows

Can change the face of things

As we know them

Everybody knows

Your time is your own

Your time is your own

The other day I slept for twenty-one hours,

The bedroom was light and filled with fragrant flowers.

My subconscious needed to be left alone,

I took the time to take my time

And make myself at home.

Everybody knows

When you're wasting your time

It's your own

Does it matter though

It always has been that way

Any wind that blows

Can change the face of things

As we know them

Everybody knows

Your time is your own

Your time is your own