Six o’clock in the morning
He turns over on her head to start the day
“I’m sorry dear…I hope you slept well”
She says: “Quiet! Go away! I am sleeping now!”
“Oh… Okay”
He rises softly and he tiptoes across the floor
Stubs his toe upon the door
He cannot help but to exclaim and wake her more
She is annoyed
And he is also sore
It’ll take some time to get back on track
Could be a month, could be a day
But it will mend
Want you to know that I will always be there
To ensure that you make it in the end
Burn the toast and spill the milk
And leave a mess and break the plate
And now I’m late
‘Go back to bed’
No…I’m not welcome
I have got to push ahead in this traffic inside my head
Now he picks up the receiver
Checks the weather in the place
She says the kitchen’s a disgrace
“I’ll hurry home…”
“Don’t worry, I’m fine on my own here for a while”
He did not hear her smile
It’ll take some time to get back on track
Could be an hour, could be a second…
It will mend
Want you to know that I will always be there
To ensure that we make it
But in a fleeting moment you could catch another’s eye
And in a fleeting hour think of all you could untie
Yes in a fit of hunger you could eat until you die
Do you ever wonder if you are wasting your good time?
‘Cause you could dance with the sugar-plum fairies
Blissful and sweet!
Yes you could dance `til the sugar coats the sky
Ah! you could dance with the sugar-plum fairies
All you can eat!
And when it rains it leaves you sticky when you dry
Yes, there’s a place where the sugar-plum fairies
Whisper and smile
Tear through the wrapping, shred the box, a new surprise!
So let me be your Willy Wonka
Give `em candy all the time!
Wait for the thrill and then unfill our empty hides
In battered times will you release or stand to bruise?
Sometimes it seems like when I should get a rise I
fall
Too many falter now and learn by what they lose
If you can’t have it all…
Won’t you take some time to get back on track?
Could be a night, could be a year
But it may mend
Want you to know that I may always be there
To ensure that I make it in the end
Will you take some time to get back on track?
Will you take some time to get over the pain?
Could take some time
But you know I’ll be there
To ensure that we make it in the end
Six o’clock in the evening
He comes stumbling through the door
He nearly falls
The candles shine upon a woman so divine
There’s nothing more
It took no time at all
© Cory Patrick Cullinan
Credits
Voice Cory Cullinan
Voice Janette Cullinan
Violin I Nathan Rubin
Violin II John Tenney
Viola Wieslaw Pogorzelski
Cello Terry Adams
Double bass Tim Spears
Bell tree Matt Springer
Strings conducted by Stephen Sano
Notes
On Take Some Time I got to sing a duet with my wife. Tchaikovsky was not consulted or asked for permission to quote his music. How rude.
P.S. Real men compose for the bell tree.