Stephen Mullane - It Begins (Put It On My Calendar)

This is how it begins, it begins like this
It begins like

(Ha, ha, I am not exempt
You think you are?)

Put it on, put it on my calendar
Back when everything needed meaning
Back when everything needed time

The mind takes me places I don't want to be
All recognize the face but who's to say it's me
All my life moving through space
After all of this, I should be used to this place
Seems different now but I can't connect the dots
The hair grays and the skin grows spots

Concepts are balloons untied
Pull them back to earth, reach for their lines
Everything has to be defined
Everything here must have some meaning
Everything inside my own damn mind
So put it on, put it on my calendar

I stay present instead of falling in the past
Only thing about the present, the present never lasts
So, put it on, put it on my calendar
Back when everything needed meaning
Back when everything to be defined
And I'll get back to you when I find the time (mind)

Written by:
Stephen Mullane

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