Confessions Of Consessions Testo

As I'm walking my way past disaster and afterwardsI reminisce a for a time
Casually it all turned to laughter no matter
The circumstance better or worse
I concede to time
Whisk me on ~ (3X) my way
Time come whisk me on (3X) my way back home
Well if ever such a thing did exist to provide for me
More than some time bottled up
Well I believe it would be the saving grace
For the sins of a hundred young men
What I need more of us is two or more hours
In the comfort and shade of a mountain of time
Newspaper said they found father time dead
And to blame it on the greed for a mountain of time
What I need more of us is just a little more time
Well I never made it back to disaster cause after all
Time like my money is scarce
These shortcomings shortfalls well everything's shorter
When you?re not on top of your world