Killing Time

(Kris Kristofferson)



See that long line of people who keep standin' in the rain

Looking tired, gettin' cold

And that signal light they waitin' for don't ever seem to change

Killing time, ain't it slow?



Watch them bending with the burden of the pennies that they save

Marking time growin' old

Slowly marchin' by the numbers to the freedom of the grave

Killing time, ain't it slow?



That's the closest thing to living that they're ever gonna know

And their good times ain't no better than their bad

'Cause they think they need a signal light to tell 'em they can go

Killing time, ain't it sad?



--- Instrumental ---



Don't feel sorry for those people who keep standin' in the rain

They don't mind they don't know

'Cause it never crossed their minds they got a reason to complain

Killing time, ain't it slow?



They're not haunted by the visions that they never dared to see

And they'll never miss the dreams they've never had

They're condemned to go on living in a penitentiary

For killing time, ain't it sad?...