Nathaniel J. Forrester - Crunch Time Lyrics

So busy getting dizzy thinking
Nothing gets done
Now the shower is the only thing
I have the power to run
Everyone's the sum of their choices you said
It's become an equation making white noise in my head
Because in my mind it is crunch time
And I'm setting up a joke
With no discernible punch line
The time is nigh to sink or swim
Not to sit here wondering of the best way to begin

Am I a thirty-something or just en route to nothing?
I don't know
It's no time for enquiring
Because a pile of ironing
Doesn't get done on its own

Will I still be flicking channels on a care home television
Not knowing which show is the best decision?
'One thing's for sure now that you're at the wall'
'If you don't own your choices you won't own anything at all'
Said the man at the newspaper stand
As I read the end of the magazine that was in my hand
It said 'two paths diverged in a wood
And I couldn't travel down both so I just stood'

Am I a thirty-something or just en route to nothing?
I don't know
It's no time for enquiring
Because a pile of ironing
Doesn't get done on its own