Testo Ultra Mundane

Come the ultra mundane of another life
You know it by the trail of the nervousness
Your memories compress, your senses are sly
And portions of your shadowiness
On your everyday nights (Nights)
Into northern lights (Lights)
Pour it all at their service
Start beginning by beginning
It's time, it's time, it's time (It's time)
A new tradition, a new beginning
It's time, it's time, it's time (It's time)
It's time to make ya inside with a wristband, alright
To see Etobicoke coyotes
To get pretend scars, to see like a pair
To feel as welcome as a sneeze in a motorcycle helmet

Feel the ultra mundane of another life (Mundane, life)
A poet in the service

Start beginning, new traditions
It's time, it's time, it's time (It's time)
The demolition is beginning It's time, it's time, it's time (It's time)
They're underpinning the tradition
It's time, it's time, it's time (It's time)
No perdition in the beginning
It's time, it's time (It's time)

But there's no time to ask,
"Hey, whatcha building? Another ocean?"
You looked at me like I was eating runny eggs in slow motion (Motion)
Maybe, maybe I saw you soften, baby
When your angst had me over your shoulder
You're a beleaguered old lady

Start beginning, a new tradition
It's time, it's time, it's time (It's time)
No tradition of dereliction
It's time, it's time, it's time (It's time)
No conditions, no sedition
It's time, it's time, it's time (It's time)
A new beginning, a new tradition (It's time)

And at the end I'll burn so unkind
You might ask,
"Hey, whatcha building? Another ocean? Another ocean?"