11:32 - Sleepy Sun

The modern man

Insatiable in his thirst for a plan

To coordinate the intellects

So to redefine

The future span the present can’t deny

11:32 is all the time

The open hand

Satisfies longing for the damned

And so the sharpest tongue is licking up the humble pie

The sweetest curse, seconds can’t deny

11:32 is all the time

In the house of sand

The hourglass simply can’t deny

11:32 is all the time