Lyrics: Latterman. Goodmorning, Here Is Jan.

do you have the time? because I have somewhere I need to be. at least I hope because these walls are falling in around me. how do we reply to the homophobic scrawls on those bathroom walls? our fears and insecurities remain faceless through the days. if the ship sinks what would we bring to the table other than another drink? our best laid plan. our best laid plan? I need to find a new path. we are all counting down in the same time. at the same time we're looking for moments to shine. it goes on and on to the day until the day when we're all fucking gone. we need a shoulder to rest our heads on. so just get me out of here. I think I have the time. to question where we need to go. even though you feel beaten down, let's get out of here before these walls start falling down. I've been waiting. we've been waiting. the fleeting feelings keep us searching. we have some time but maybe not too long