Time’s a Ticker

You're just a sad excuse
For how I’ve grown cold
You are a reverie
And I'm just a road
Rolled over and trampled on
Let go and then gone
Lyin' in wait for you
To move things along
Time is a table turnin’ round
Time's a ticker: it never lets down
I'm a fortune of fever and lust
Time do what you must
You're just the same old news
Of what I live for
You are the tempest's blues
And I'm the red shore
Rolled over and trampled down
And tumblеd in prayer
And soaking those blues all up
And keeping you nеar
Time is a table turnin' round
Time's a ticker: it never lets down
I’m a fortune of fever and lust
Time do what you must