Eggstone - The Late Lyrics

Mistimed
Born an hour late
Everyone around me have to wait

This time
Will be different
Bet you ten to one
I was up and almost ready 12.50

Saving a second
Wasting a day
What do you reckon
What can I say

Backside
Of a shrinking bus
I believe this is the end of us

Motorway decorations
Are hard to grasp by foot
I know but I realize that it's a price I pay

Saving a second
Wasting a day
What do you reckon
What can I say

6.45pm
I'm doing fine
Five to whatever
Oceans of time

I find a lot on my plate now
I start sanding the gate now
I see that seven is eight now
Why, I'm suddenly late now

Saving a second
Wasting a day
What do you reckon
What can I say

6.45pm
I'm doing fine
Five to whatever
Oceans of time

I find a lot on my plate now
I start sanding the gate now
I see that seven is eight now
Why, I'm suddenly late now