time gone time gone - gone time..

my time has gone from my sorrow.

it"s hard when it feels not yet mine,

what's already believed as tomorrow.

already have hopes about you,

through the time, past the time.

still can't say it cuz i don't know

only hours sooth me beside.

time gone time gone - gone time.

never've tasted it with such delusion,

selfworship is why it is designed,

every second's lost in that confusion.

not translatable or misinterpreted,

heavily condensed and overrun.

this flow we chasing as some maniacs

or cops who strive to arrest a drunk.

stop living, drinking coffee..whatever stop!

time marks you with its presence.

and if you want some independence,

don't try to make some sense,it's easier to not.

time gone time gone - gone time.

the like are open to retell themselves:

the same are minutes - different are essays

they offer only to survive.