Under the mossy mess of the messy moss
Things never change, like the stars of the Nothern Cross.
Time is a shelter — you give it or share if you want.
Time is just salt, and you pass it, you have a lot.
Under the messy moss of the mossy mess
Rules cannot change since we started this game of chess.
Time is a war — so you either lose it or win.
Time is just fuel you buy for your time machine.
Under the Mossy Mess...
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