Lyrics
I forgot about this room
I neglected to remember this space
Though it's been here all along
Although it has existed unnoticed
At the bottom of a pocket
Located in a concealed place
In the middle of a song
Embedded within a musical composition
What's the use in rushing 'round
Questioning the purpose of constant haste
We fill the day up just to fill it
Filling our time without meaningful intent
We've been given so much time
We have ample time, yet we squander it
All we think to do is kill it
Focusing on wasting time instead of using it productively
Don't you forget the wide-open spaces
Reminder not to overlook vast opportunities
Don't you forget to breathe it out and breathe it in
Encouraging to be mindful and appreciate life
There is always something in between the minutes and the days
Emphasizing the presence of valuable moments in between
And it's yours just for the asking
Those moments are readily available if sought
Turn the hands back on the clock
Suggesting an attempt to reverse time's progression
That don't stop it ticking on
Clock keeps ticking despite efforts to manipulate it
But it's different from your heartbeat
Contrasting the clock's sound with the heartbeat
There's no echo when it's gone
No lingering trace when time has passed
Time is just a man-made thing
Time is a human invention for daily routine
To get you up and out of bed
Its influence extends to daily activities
To the field or to the boardroom
Whether in a field or a corporate setting
Yet it's all inside your head
Yet, the concept of time is subjective and mental
So don't forget about this room
Reiterating the forgetfulness of a significant space
You know it's been here all along
Underscoring its continuous existence
At the bottom of a pocket
Revisiting the idea of a concealed space
In the middle of a song
Embedded within the fabric of a musical creation
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