2020

No one could say they were late
They mixed up numbers and faith
It was the time of flow
It was the year 2008
They put the «y» back in «zen» at the end of 2010
There were no clear beginnings and no ends
And notes they would bend
They fell in love with the act
Not telling secrets
The overcomplicated matters that were never mant, meant for you
They did some things that thy knew they would regret
(There was never a future, past or)
Now, we’re here
And the plan’s been followed through
Some things they just have to die, in order to live through
Maybe we will come around
Time and all its ticking clocks that line things up in queues
Everywhere someone’s always telling them where to go
By common sense there is no place for them, you should know
By black binoculars you scour and find them so
Entertaining
Everyone ready?
Ready set, ready set, go!