Sleepy Sun — 11:32 lyrics

Lyrics

The modern man,
Insatiable in his thirst for a plan
To coordinate the intellects,
So to redefine
The future span the present can’t deny
11:32 is all the time
The open hand
Satisfies longing for the damned
And so the sharpest tongue is licking up the humble pie
The sweetest curse, seconds can’t deny
11:32 is all the time
In the house of sand,
The hourglass simply can’t deny
11:32 is all the time