Time Out Of Mind (Soulful Groove Mix)

Every night I promise myself:
I'm going to solve something important
Maybe the deficit. Maybe my life choices
But then the floor starts to breathe

Lost in the bassline
I forgot the PIN to my bank account
I forgot that text I was supposed to send
I forgot why I wore these shoes

It feels like forever
It probably is only 3:15 AM
But the air smells of expensive
Regret and cheap synthetic fog
And it's glorious

Let the rhythm take control
Time out of my soul

My existential crisis
Is currently on hold
I'll pick it up on Tuesday
Or maybe Wednesday
"Time Out of Mind," they said
They were right. It's really
Hard to remember things in here