2020 - 22

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!