Backspin

Waiting

What Do We Do Now

Slowly

How To Feel

daydreaming

Another Soul

gimme a year!

20 Weeks

Maybe Someday

Lyrics by Mark Bloss
Suno.com gets credit for the music.

[Verse 1]
Time is never wrong —
Clock's forgotten hands.
So many words are going through my head,
None are in order, none making sense.
None are ready to say out loud, 
So, I hold back and
I hold them in.

[Verse 2]
You seem puzzled.
Nothing to see here—
move along now, (move along)
only wind whirling syllables.
Nothing to hear, (no nothing)
nothing to read, (no nothing)
nothing to say.

[Chorus]
Don't sell yourself short.
Time is never wrong,
To think about someone you love, 
And the memories so grand.
(memories so grand)

[Verse 3]
Still the words keep coming.
So, I gather them together—
jumbled stones and bright broken glass—
and pitch them to the wind.

[Chorus]
Don't sell yourself short.
Time is never wrong,
To think about someone you love, 
And the memories so grand.
(memories so grand)

[Bridge]
If anything is true,
Anything right,
It's being with you—
You bring the light.

[Final Verse]
So many words flow through my head.
None in order, none making sense.
But being here with you
Doesn't have to make sense,
Words don't matter. 
Time is never wrong,
When it's the right thing to do.

[outro]
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Time is never wrong (never wrong)
For being here with you,
It's the right thing to do. (right thing to do)

Time is Never Wrong

2#comfortable alone

Public Library Commute is the independent artist project of producer/writer Conrad Hsiang.

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What Do We Do Now

public library commute