All the times driving home from work
I never noticed that retail store you used to work at
When you weren't teaching
When I open my eyes
When I look around
Time just feels later than it is
On a neighbor's lawn a bike sits out
Through summer fall and winter months
It will be here as long as I am here
When the rusting starts
When it falls apart
Time just feels later than it is
Empty shoes wait by the door
The world is waiting it's not that hard
Say the teeth marks on your legs
And scratches on your arms
Without you in bed
Without the claws to drag me out
Time just feels later than it is
Down by the creek at the water's edge
There's a tire fire burning deepest black smoke
As three young souls battle their own creation
I've learned this one thing's more true than false
It's the the things that we burn
Is everything we got
By the time we come around
By the time we get the chance
Time just feels later than it is