In the Time of Romans

On the day I tone back

They may offer me a drink

They may open eye’s, but I’ll blink

They may make me hear, but honey I won’t think

On the day I tone back

In the time of Romans

Cities burned from romance

And I saw feathers in the hall

Fall from ladies dressed for a ball

Who had danced themselves out and I was in awe

In the time of Romans

Time ain’t really nothin’ anymore

No, time ain’t really nothin’ to them anymore

I just think they’re bored

Hang some sage out dead and dry

I’ll hide my rage and wish I could cry

Still I found a man who claimed he’d understand

But when my lips pressed prayers to his ladies’ he made a stand

Now he’d wish I’d hang to die

Take your time and I’ll take mine

Take what’s mine and I’ll take their time

And still I hear it comin’ as if we left this engine runnin’

Pulled our heads close and closed the garage doors

There’s no time anymore

Time ain’t really nothin’ anymore

No, time ain’t really nothin’ to them anymore

I just think they’re bored