In Time from Thin Strings by Cinder Home

All day, I am pulling in so many
directions. I don't even know where I am.
All I need is some kind of relax-
-ation rest these weary bones.

All this runnin' 'round I do because I don't want to give up anything.
Though I know I can't do everything.
Tired eyes and tired lines making up my every day.
Can I even do anything?

I feel, that I may need to lose my
schedule somewhere in the depths of time.
When I, do I feel that I can find
a stressless, happy, and peacful life.

All this runnin' 'round I do because I don't want to give up anything.
Though I know I can't do everything.
Tired eyes and tired lines making up my every day.
Can I even do anything?

Pushing, Pulling.
Our lives can slip away between lines.
Never hold back.
Everything settles in time.
Pushing, Pulling.
Our lives can slip away.

All this runnin' 'round I do because I don't want to give up anything.
Though I know I can't do everything.
Tired eyes and tired lines making up my every day.
Can I even do anything?

All day, I am pulling in so many
directions. I don't even know where I am.

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