Timelines

Sifting through the broken glass The echoes of my ancient past Came flooding into every pore Like scattered seeds of sycamore Suddenly I started wondering how I got here Was it a matter of timing? Catholic school, my private hell I stuttered 'til the age of twelve Discovered sex at seventeen And soon thereafter self-esteem The days did not matter and years were a lifetime away Drowning in a heavy stock Of teenage girls and indie rock I flunked out of each college course And set my sails for no remorse The nights were for nowhere and that's where I wanted to be Someone said, It's not a matter of time, it's just a matter of timing. Do you ever wonder how you got to here? It's not a matter of time, it's just a matter of timing. Do you ever wonder how you got to here? Branded, marked, and paper-thin This angry scene went marching in To war with scores of 90 proof Found nothing but the ugly truth A decade of wastage an instant and everything's changed Woke up feeling thirty-five Though grateful that I'm still alive Another chance at normalcy To chase the dream and now it seems The days run away like wild horses over the hills Someone said, It's not a matter of time, it's just a matter of timing Do you ever wonder how you got to here? It's just a matter of timing It's not a matter of time, it's just a matter of timing. Do you ever wonder how you got to here? Take it in and hold on while you can All the destruction will one day end And you'll finally know exactly who you are It's just a matter of timing Do you ever wonder how you got to here? It's just a matter of timing It's not a matter of time, it's just a matter of timing. Do you ever wonder how you got to here? It's just a matter of timing It's not a matter of time, it's just a matter of timing. Do you ever wonder how you got to here? Do you ever wonder how you got to here?