Itinerary

Open walls don’t beg
For open eyes to slumber
Well, I’d want to wonder
Where the hours have led

Closed mouths do feed, though
And I’ve seen the opposite
Don’t have long to wonder
Where my time’s been spent 

Hours and hours
Hours and hours
Hours and hours
Hours and hours

Finished one, I finished five
And I’m on to ten years
More if you count the beginning
Even more if you count the very first

I can’t recall my first verse
I can’t recount my lost words
But I count down every day
For just one to pay

Hours and hours
Hours and hours
Hours and hours
Hours and 
Hours and hours