Time

I still don\'t know time; After all I have been walking For so long I have already lost everything... And what I stand for Is not of the essence. I could tell you that I had once been In love. I loved my life with the same kind of love a mother Would bury her dead Child. And I was suffocated By the same preconceptions That killed so many millions in the past. So I now stand on the Thin line of insanity That separates my life From death. But still you ask me On the street And in the bus \"What\'s the time?\"