It’s all relative.
it’s nine o’clock in the bathroom
it’s eleven o’clock in the hall
but when you get to the kitchen
there is no time at all
it’s hard to keep to a schedule
when time keeps keeping this way
the only time I can tell you
is the time that you went away
it’s nine o’clock in the bathroom
it’s twelve o’clock in the hall
but when I get to the bedroom
time means nothing at all
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