FaceTime

Everything feels like an old man
Newness is gone

But they wouldn’t try to
Know the difference
Loudest man is winner

And then after a while, you realize
Your life is tremolating
Oh, don’t shiver
Why don’t you put down
Your heavy heart

But falling in love
It’s hard to explain for me
Calling of London
It’s hard to deny for me

Easy come and easy go

Let’s go to the golden seaside
Leave behind the grim
History we know

Just got off at the Piccadilly Line

I’m sorry that I made you wait
And it’s time to FaceTime
Now it’s time to face time