baseballer02 | 12 Apr 2010 19:27 | Quote> |
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Time This window serves as my reminder. Least I forget what's waiting for me. Outside there's a life to live. Outside sun will shine on my dark days Chorus: But these bars, they stop me. But these chains are unrelenting chaos. I don't know how, But I'd go back in time, To a time where my time meant something more. To a time when my time was unemployed. It seems I'm running out of time. Running to a time, without time. Running to a time, without time. Adolescence has left me. I'm no longer the gold-hearted boy. Inside me festers a new found doubt. Gone is cheer, gone is optimism, Here comes fear that will never leave. I close my eyes on the window. Turn my back on uncertainty. Yearning for the boy that was me. Wish he'd come back, cuz I think he might be dead. (Repeat Chorus) There's a clock next to the window. Time keeps me as hostage. I meet it's stare! I meet his stare! He peers deep inside me. Time knows about that little boy. Time knows how to kill him. How'd you kill him? He took a scythe, and killed him I meant to say he killed me. Now Time stands over the body. Oh the Bars, they killed me! Oh the chains were unrelenting! I sat and wondered. I sat and stared. At the clock, at a time, that I was free. At the clock, quarter past three, what does it matter to me? Time is useless when you're dead. Time is useless when you're dead. |