All the times that you walked outside
And the gra** was green on the mountainside
Mother, son, and his life was done
But could she be sure he'd remember her? Pa**ing through the time
The arid walls of distant halls
Breathing in the scent
Of ways the time was spent Within two years despite all her fears
She would come to learn about his return
He had cried and fought to describe
What had happened when he was near the end Pa**ing through the time
The arid walls of distant halls
Breathing in the scent
Of ways the time was spent If you're in the same dimension
Should I even mention
Ha, ha, ha, ha Could they conceive or would they believe
What had happened when he came back again Pa**ing through the time
The arid walls of distant halls
Breathing in the scent
Of ways the time was spent If you're in the same dimension
Should I even mention
Ha, ha, ha, ha