A lucky afternoon
A cosmic turn of events
A door that opens in just one direction
A field of plains
A sea of waves
All in time and tune with the big clock
With this magic dust I break the day
And I'll try not to lose my way
Time is relative to the present
Time
Synchronize the world
Time separates us from the future
Time is gone again
A twist in fate-line found
A tired man sits down
Collects his thoughts and wits
A deep breath for the karmic balance
A field of wishing
A sea of wind
All in time and tune with the north star
With this magic dust I break the day
And I'll try not to lose my way
Time is relative to the present
Time
Synchronize the world
Time separates us from the future
Time is gone again