what happened to the time today?
it went by so absolutely fast
looking at the clock progress
and looking in to my past

robbing instincts by being alive
life is lost in the action, man
the clock turns and its time to work
trying to crawl out of a buttemless can

doing what i can, can i do what i want?

my hands do the work they know so well
my mind hides the feeling deep inside
a feeling that there is another way
thinking there is something i cant hide

doing what i can, can i do what i want?