Timelines

Sifting through the broken glass

The echoes of my ancient past

Came flooding into every pore

Like scattered seeds of sycamore

Suddenly I started wondering how I got here



Was it a matter of timing?



Catholic school, my private hell

I stuttered 'til the age of twelve

Discovered sex at seventeen

And soon thereafter self-esteem

The days did not matter and years were a lifetime away



Drowning in a heavy stock

Of teenage girls and indie rock

I flunked out of each college course

And set my sails for no remorse

The nights were for nowhere and that's where I wanted to be



Someone said, it's not a matter of time, it's just a matter of timing.

Do you ever wonder how you got to here?

It's not a matter of time, it's just a matter of timing.

Do you ever wonder how you got to here?



Branded, marked, and paper-thin

This angry saint went marching in

To war with scores of 90 proof

Found nothing but the ugly truth

A decade of wastage, an instant and everything's changed



Woke up feeling thirty-five

Though grateful that I'm still alive

Another chance at normalcy

To chase the dream but now it seems

The days run away like wild horses over the hills



Someone said, it's not a matter of time, it's just a matter of timing

Do you ever wonder how you got to here?

It's just a matter of timing

It's not a matter of time, it's just a matter of timing.

Do you ever wonder how you got to here?



Take it in and hold on while you can

All the destruction will one day end

And you'll finally know exactly who you are



It's just a matter of timing

Do you ever wonder how you got to here?

It's just a matter of timing

It's not a matter of time, it's just a matter of timing.

Do you ever wonder how you got to here?

It's just a matter of timing

It's not a matter of time, it's just a matter of timing.

Do you ever wonder how you got to here?

Do you ever wonder how you got to here?