Wouldn't it be great, if the world would just stand straight.
Always knowing who to be, In the middle of a debate.
Frozen time and place, a given name, a perfect face.
Knowing the time to turn, or how long to wait.
Tick, tock, second hand frozen on the proverbial clock.
Blue universe spinning, while you want to get off.
Why let your mind go there, and your memories erase.
Knowing one face is remembered by the human race.
