Plight of Time--(danielle savage--written dec. 2007, Oaxaca).
You wouldn't weigh your time, and I would not measure my life. But I know it's worth the while to stay up and ride all night. Said oh, you don't owe me, nothing, not even your company. Oh nobody owns this, owning it's been sold up and gone…(ownership is for "companies")…I felt into this feeling, and I know just what it is, but I hardly said a word about it to ya when you gonna ask me why??
I reserve the right, to do just as I want all the time, and you have this same right too, you aint got to explain to nobody….
Oh, it's our plight, hey yeah.
So take it by the horns, and ride.
And you are not indifferent, no way no nor am I.
So shake it off, what's illin' your mind.
Ah-and I bleed this wound, I lick with my tongue and antiseptic, too. And I know I got it for you, but I've got to clean the house. My heart is made of wood, my heart is made of gold, my heart is made of water, and it is going to rain. Said you could spend your life, entertaining every possibility, but there's so many places, if you think like that you'll go fucking crazy.
(But no matter what) we will keep it your right, do do just as you like all the time, and THANK THE FORCES THAT BE THERE ARE PEOPLE THAT KNOW HOW THEY WANT TO LIVE!
It's our plight, hey yeah.
So grab it by the horns, and ride.
And you are not indifferent, no way no nor am I,
So shake it off, what's illin' your mind.
Mortality, it aint nobody's friend or enemy. No, no, no, nobody's but ME (and you)yeah…woah uh-oh and there aint a cause you can see it's true, yeah, be dum bum bum, and it' revealing it's fallacy.