The Hour

Bell on the wall Tells us when to be What if we said time is a fantasy? We don't need to know the hour now We don't need to know the hour now Intuition, it's a compass What if we just let it guide us To our core? We don't need to know the hour now We don't need to know the hour now Let's pretend that we're on vacation Let that be static when problem face us Lose control Listening to our own pulse Loosen hold Surrender to mortal flow