Timber Timbre - Moment lyrics

Timing’s off and everything’s lost and I know it Elixirs wear off and each dose the cost of a memory One can’t be all things to someone and likewise a friend Cut your losses and go, it’s only another beginning A guilt-gifted chance, the privilege of you Desire deserving of something more true A quick bald and old I aged into And what will I do, overdo, and undo? The hopes, the remote chance of your flesh and laughter And nothing much else occurs to me before or after Perversion of plans, a gutter lies so long and friendless I shed the clutter and go, beginnings of ends feels endless A guilt-gifted chance, the privilege of you Desire deserving of something more true A quick bald and old I aged into And what will I do, overdo, and undo?