Sitting at home All alone All the time in the world Nothing to do All the time to do it in No-one to do it with All the time to do it with Nothing to spend All the time to spend it Sitting at work Surrounded by people Never any time To sit and be alone People to talk to Never any time To sit and talk Money to spend Never any time To spend it Is time precious We think so We value it But when we have it It is valueless We waste it and ignore it If we had to account for every minute Would the books show A profit Or a loss Net worth Or worthless Bind us together To the swinging pendulum Regulating our life Freedom is breaking loose from Constants and restraint If we do not know control If we do not have limits We can never know freedom
© 1997 Owain F Carter