It's been a moment.
Plus I've been so introspective lately.
Trying  to catch up with the present got me feeling like I'm gifted,
so I'm looking at the package trying to figure out the contents,
tons of problems weighing heavy on my conscience.

Stop it, head into the cockpit.
Even though an aerial view makes things look microscopic.
Need to switch my perspective to shape my perception,
time is money four clocks could pay attention.

The countless hours of existence,
first breath within a second.
Got me thinking of the minute that my spirit leaves the vessel.
I’m a needle in a hay stack,
coins within a piggy bank.
Come to think about it, what the heck’sa body with no cardiac?