[Verse 1]
Where's the time to find myself a piece of mind that's not for sale I'm looking to heaven and I'm living in hell you can look around and see it yourself all these old heads just needing some help sitting alone like an empty Baron shelf the collecting dust and never doing well where's the time to find ourselves...
Neon on the corner — Main and Maple bleeding orange light,
An empty coat on a bench says someone left too soon last night.
A diner clock keeps ticking but the faces stay the same,
We pass like postcards from a town that learned to trade its name.
[Pre-Chorus]
Upstairs, the floorboards creak like questions in the dark,
We climb these rusted stairs to find the match that sparks.
Will the echo rise or fold beneath the skyline's hum?
[Chorus]
Where's the time? Where's the time?
Before we crumble into dust, before we lose the rhyme.
Where's the time? Where's the time?
Hold the light against the night — don't let it wash away.
[Verse 2 — Character Shift]
I am the New age The New age John Wayne just doing what I love and not caring what you think I am the New age The New age John Wayne pointing my selfish pistols and blowing out my own veins
[Verse 2 continued]
He wears his pride like a relic, leather cracked and warm,
A cigarette, a crooked grin, a promise eaten by the storm.
A neon sign flickers, advertising sugar, cheap and bright;
We trade our steady breathing for a shot that feels like flight.
[Pre-Chorus]
The skyline rises—longer shadows in the air,
We gather little pieces of the lives we left somewhere.
Can we breathe before the chorus sweeps us into song?
[Chorus]
Where's the time? Where's the time?
Before we crumble into dust, before we lose the rhyme.
Where's the time? Where's the time?
Hold the light against the night — don't let it wash away.
[Bridge]
So whisper names into the wind and tie them to your chest,
Let memory be armor when the daylight beats its quest.
We won't fold like paper dolls beneath the weight of rust —
There's a spark in every scar and a truth in every hush.
[Vamp — build]
Where's the time? (where's the time?)
Where's the time? (where's the time?)
We shout until the rooftops answer back our rhyme.
[Final Chorus — Reframed]
Where's the time? Where's the time?
We found it in the ruins, in the breath we kept alive.
Where's the time? Where's the time?
We raise our hands and keep the light — we will not fade to gray.
[Outro]
Where's the time? — It's here, in open hands and scarred refrains,
Where's the time? — It's now, in every heartbeat that remains.
[Production Note]
Alt-rock arrangement: verses sparse (clean guitar, soft drums, ambient keys), pre-chorus climbs with layered harmonies, chorus explodes with distorted guitars and broad vocal harmony. Final chorus adds a melodic counterline and a bigger drum fill to land the reframing payoff.
