Second Drum (feat. Jan Bijker & Rosetty de Ruiter)

I used to think this would be the death of me

Being right ain’t all that it’s cracked up to be

And, so, as I slip from fortunate and bold

To overtaxed and undersold

I’m just listening for a distant hum

And waiting on a second drum

To tell me I’m in time

Sometimes, I think my grasp has overshot my reach

Trying to match the rhythm of another rousing speech

So, if I tend to repeat myself these days

It’s more memory loss than it’s malaise

I’m just listening for a distant hum

And waiting on a second drum

To tell me I’m in time

I keep hope on the periphery

Shimmering in the corner of my eye

Cause there’s so little mystery

In an old man’s suicide

There was a moment there, when I thought I was done

That’ll teach me to stare directly at the sun

For now, I’ll blink and miss you, but this much remains true

I still don’t know what else to do

Except listen for a distant hum

And wait upon a second drum

To tell me I’m in time

The bruise that followed the punchline

Concealed badly, by design

Has seeped beneath my skin like wine

Cause I’m no quitter, just resigned

Tell me I’m in time

Tell me I’m in time