"Lord Of Calendars" lyrics
"Lord Of Calendars"
Betting on horses
That are all making their way
Each one in a different direction
At the designed center of their universe, I am
Feeling slight pressure now
But I appear so far to be
Managing all of them well
My desperate attempts to cheat death and time
Rely on more recent myths
And modern fiction
And sending inverted curses and casting subversive spells
I'm measured now
Regimented and restrained and refined
Watching my behavior, I've pared it down
To one horse rather than several
So I continue being pulled but one way
Racing around a new marble that doesn't need you
Or need to dim the sun
Please drag me along
As I lob inverted curses and cast some subversive spells
I'll trade you my time
For a reason and a worthwhile ride
I know it's not much
But it's all I can give that I'm sure is mine
My heavy hand
Weighs in and with each pound, a line
And you can't show up
To the ritual without a sacrifice
I'm measured now
Regimented and restrained and refined
Watching my behavior, I've pared it down
To one single horse rather than several
So I continue being pulled but one way
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