Furious

there’s a second to get up before the second slip
there’s a second to patch up emptiness
there’s a second to learn who you are before the meaning changes
but there is no second course
there’s a second to clean up your face before the second spit
there’s a second before the apple starts to rust
there’s a second to re-adjust your bags and take a second turn
but there is no second course
and i know that it’s a bite i can’t digest
i know i can’t leave it to the side
and yes, i’m furious too
yes, i’m furious
there’s a second to prop up new walls before the second quake
there’s a second to sit back and meditate
and there’s a second thought. and there’s a second door
but there is no second course
and i know that i can knit a world that fits me
but i know i can’t rewind
i know i cannot bribe time
and yes, i’m furious too
yes, i’m furious
we’re thrown in and soon enough we are a member of this endless countdown
i’m deep down but in a second i could start to kick my way back to the
atmosphere
there’s a second of despair before you make it big
there’s a second to reveal your frailty
there’s a second to learn who you are before the meaning changes
but there is no second course
and yes, i’m furious too
yes, i’m furious like you