And if I had an aeroplane, I still couldn’t make it on time.

And time doesn’t wait for me, it keeps on rollin.

All the times that I’ve cried, keeping all the things I knew inside.

Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run there’s still time to change the road you’re on.

Time was still, but hours must really have rushed by.

“Hi! I’m Anxiety! Where can I put my stuff?”