Bell on the wall
Tells us when to be
What if we said time is a fantasy?

We don't need to know the hour now
We don't need to know the hour now

Intuition, it's a compass
What if we just let it guide us
To our core?

We don't need to know the hour now
We don't need to know the hour now

Let's pretend that we're on vacation
Let that be stasis when problems face us
Lose control
Listening to our own pulse

Loosen hold
Surrender to mortal flow