The clock in the hall is louder now
I dont know what to do about it
As I hear it make its metronomic rounds
Theres nothing I can do about it
With its constant tick, like the footsteps of someone approaching
I dont want to meet
Shes a messenger with the message my journey is over
And I failed to make it
Times not my friend anymore
My dreams at night are stranger now
And I dont know what to do about it
In every scene youre taken away from me
And theres nothing I can do about it
I am running from the footsteps of someone approaching
I dont want to meet
Shes a messenger
With the message my journey is over
And I failed to make it
Times not my friend anymore