I woke up late to a cinematic scene
Dark room and glowing light
With 'time & date New York city' on the screen
I've grown accustomed to the sight
I was counting on an email in your signature style
Candid, erratic, and sparse
Have you fallen in love with yourself again?
Has a spider bit you on the arse?
And I know it makes no difference
In the grand scheme of you and I
But I just like to picture you walking around
And the light that occupies your sky
I get the feeling that's it's time we talked
So, what's the time and date in New York?
Ponies keep prancing and the people squawk
All thinking "time and date in New York?
What's the time and date in New York"?
I see a cityscape just hanging in rags
Casting its shadow where the sidewalk sags
And your funny little feet they're just skipping along
To some dude's apartment
Tell me that I'm wrong, am I wrong?
And I know it makes no difference
In the grand scheme of you and I
But I just like to picture you walking around
And the light that occupies your sky
I get the feeling that's it's time we talked
So, what's the time and date in New York?
Ponies keep prancing and the people squawk
All thinking "time and date in New York?
What's the time and date in New York"?
Well, I know it's unfair to place you on a pedestal
But you're The River Nile and I'm just a swimming pool
You are the science department, I am a molecule
You got the mind of Aristotle I'm finger painting my way through primary school
You are Christmas, Anzac Day, Grand Final Eve
I'm just April's Fool
You are monumental, I am minuscule
And I know it makes no difference
In the grand scheme of you and I
But I just like to picture you walking around
And the light that occupies your sky
I get the feeling that's it's time we talked
So, what's the time and date in New York?
Ponies keep prancing and the people squawk
All thinking "time and date in New York?
What's the time and date in New York"?