Jogado No Tempo

The wind says
Schemes and rides
And I've already forgotten passwords, names, and tricks
In the emptiness that remained, meaning slipped away
Thrown into time
Connected to the rhythm

I've already told jokes about conventions
At every ten points and projections
As you can see
Something remains to understand
That the notion only made you unaware
Of what the party started
Started
Took a while

Thrown into time
Bouncing to the rhythm
A sure doubt (another last drink)
Lasts all night long