From the recording Time [2022 remixed & mastered]
Lyrics
Musings of a Departed Soul
You worked with what you had
and you tried to make it last
But your talents would succumb to your age
Inside a quantum string
or in someone else's dream
There's a place in time you'd be the king someday
It went by you in a flash
while you grind to pay the rent
And your legacy will die with the unsung
Wrote songs to keep you up
a demo in someone else's junk
And your soul is resting in someone's garage of antiquity