when was the time it started rocking
was it the second of lost memory
wait a minute i'm thinking something
if that thinking has anything to do with me

with the hour getting late
i try and explain away the day
with a week making me in the knees
a month of this will put me in the grave

i feel it's been a life long journey
surviving all the way till now
as i wonder what's the hurry
a year lost could be twelve months found