time moves only one direction

how fast is up to you

time flies then hangs

on my body like an ill fitting suit

my suit made of time like a melting dali

i fly through the air a bird dangerous and free

time stops on the edge of a black hole

the higgs boson and the collider yeah

but no no that's not how it goes

the higgs boson is just a shy little guy

my suit made of time not a place or a thing

the dripping of a faucet made of little gold rings

i used to have a fantasy that i

could stop time and do what i want

i'd touch you in the blink of an eye

and we'd make out to an endless dawn

to see you naked was another fantasy

stop time tear your clothes off so only i could see"