Sync Different

Thought i was light years ahead of themBut i was blind they were only milesLight years ahead of them, he must be right
I was only pretending to be just another wannabeA love supreme in flip flopsThere might be peacocks in disguiseYou’d better practice your passing shotsBeware of bishops dealing with their ups and downs
You were born in Christchurch babyListen to the bellsThey’re ringing again in your earsThey resound in the eveningThey resound when you’re youngThey’re sound in the morningThey resound when you’re getting old/get things done

A little time to liveA few people to loveFloral clocks never stop tickingThey never stop growing
But the dog, it keeps on barking in the tubeDespite the bomb in his stomachAnd the girl, she’s still crying in the bus I try to sympathizeBut I don’t mindI don’t really mind I’ve already wasted so much time
A little time to shareA few people to leaveFloral clocks never stop tickingThey never stop glowing
Left this plastic bag filled with my liver and my lungsBehind a door that’s just been closedDouglas Fir might be working late at nightHope my friend’s very fine
As much as II don’t really mindWe’ve already wasted so much time