With memories of throwing rocks From floorboards of floating docks Time stops I'm trying not to cry As I sit by an open fire Tongue tied So take some time To make it feel alright These books on tape will ruin my mind Let's talk about wasting time I've done it my whole life These books on tape will ruin my It ties me up in knots To imagine you getting lost In his arms I'm re-arranging the thoughts in my head I swore that by now I'd already be dead But not yet So take some time To make it feel alright These books on tape will ruin my mind This talk of my Frustration with wasting time These books on tape will ruin my