When I think back to my days as a child
As though I was stranded on some desert isle
Life moved so slow, never paid it no mind
I had no concept of time
With each passing season as I came of age
I worked for The Man, just a rat in his cage
As my ego competed, I picked up the pace
And I watched as my life slipped away
Well the one thing science knows that time is perceived
While religions swear that you need only believe
All I know is I feel cheated and a little deceived
You better beware of The Quickening
Ancient wisdom states the process must be allowed
While those New Age hippies say just live in "the now"
All I know is that I gotta put the brakes on somehow
There's no place to hide from The Quickening
Now I'm over the hill and not too far from home
Caught in a race for the finish, and for what I don't know
There's no talking sense with that Ol' Father Time
Who just continues to rob us all blind
All my youthful indiscretions, well they came at a cost
I've no coping mechanism for the innocence lost
All I know is I feel lonely and a bit double-crossed
It's right on your heels — it's The Quickening
And though selective memory's but a blast from the past
I find solace in the present; now can I make it last?
Time is of the essence, now I've got to act fast
I'm making amends with The Quickening
Stop the presses!
(Make the headlines tonight)
I'm sure to make headlines tonight
(Make the headlines)
All bear witness
As the first time machine takes flight
Gonna travel back to ninety sixty-six
And keep my mom from pullin' all her favourite tricks
Without a trace, I'll vanish from the census charts
Might have to break a few hearts
And watch as my life slipped away...
All my youthful indiscretions, well they came at a cost
I've no coping mechanism for the innocence lost
All I know is I feel lonely and a bit double-crossed
You better beware of The Quickening!
Well, the one thing science knows that time is perceived
While religions swear that you need only believe
All I know is I feel cheated and a little deceived
You better beware of The Quickening
Ancient wisdom states the process must be allowed
While those New Age hippies say just live in "the now"
All I know is that I gotta put the brakes on somehow
There's no place to hide from The Quickening
You better beware of The Quickening
There's no place to hide from The Quickening