Can't the future just wait? Can't the deadlines come fashionably late? I could push every goal back Take control back If they roll back the rate At which time starts to fly Never landing or standing by Never taking a break Ever making me retry We nickle and dime Every quarter to two But maybe it's time To let time pass through If the future is bright It doesn't shine with that "End of The Tunnel" Light More like a deer in the headlights Sudden red lights Or "You're Dead" lights As the angler fish bite It's not fair The past is clear But it's clear back there What's ahead? No one knows But it's closing in, we swear Still not in my prime I have so much to do But maybe it's time To let time pass through