As the morning spreads the light another feeling shed's its skin
As the day is worn the right way round it's twisted from within
It seems like time is chewing, gnawing bones despite the sin
And only washed out empty streets exactly know just where you've been
Now the sun it roams the road inventing twenty shades of green. _ And it paints the walls and fountains and it trembles like a dream
It seems like time it drains your heart as thirsty as a stream
And only restless silent thoughts exactly know just what you mean
Yes and I, I am taken by the ghostly fog that spills from your eyes, Yes and I, I can't conquer all the crooked land that fills up your mind
Yes and you, you can pay me off and send me on my way, on my way
But you, you can tape these prison walls as I fall asleep, But I belong here, I belong here
Noisy dust has gathered in the corner of the room
Muffled sound is scattered in the street that's lit by moon
I can't trace your footprints all the waves have washed the sand. _ I'm lost along the crooked lines you crumple in your hand
There are twenty thousand cards upon your table, which I've played
Still I cannot find the volumes you have hidden in the shade
It seems like time's a spotlight that is slowly on the fade
Leaving strangers left to question all the things that you have made