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?