Sometime to Return

[Well] I ran my way I walked a fine line Wasted time only to find That you were calling, I think, my name To remind me I am fine What you are is what you see And you see me and we can be Something you can call we We are, we are Doing what we can Working without a plan I'm beginning to understand It's getting out of hand I have seen these closing doors I've woke up on this floor before Picked it apart for hours and hours, and hours and hours Of turning, tossing, and looking and listening To you and all the fucked up things you do But you're doing the best you can With every grain of sand Just trickling through your hand Can't catch me if you can If someday comes early Comes whipping, comes whirling To take you for all you have learned The tables are turning Your bridges are burning My destination's sometime to return Throw away your calendar And saddle up your salamander Get up and get down Ride into town and look around Get up and do something Your time to choose it Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it Doing the best I can (I can) With or without a plan (a plan) I'm taking what I can get I haven't seen nothing yet If one day you wake up and find what you make up Come and get me, come and take me there Into your illusion I make my intrusion Anytime, anyplace, anywhere The hourglass is draining fast It knows no future, holds no past And all this too will come to pass Never, forever, whatever If someday comes early Comes whipping, comes whirling To take you for all you have learned The tables are turning Your bridges are burning My destination's sometime to return Sometime to return