I'm a wanted man
By that which takes my prime
Yet I'll stand
I won't kill my time
Walk around
Praying I walk blind
So faith is found
And I can live my life
Quarantine my suffering
While waiting for the blistering
Of many tissues that are wearing thin
On my skin
I build these four chords in these four walls
As the hands inside the clock fall
Everything that I had is history
It drives me mad
The life I knew will be unlashed in time
We're prisoners of what they say
It keeps us here everyday
And yet we fear we've lost our way this time
Carry through this mystery
To triumph in the victory
So many souls have not left us in vain
From this pain
I build these four chords in these four walls
As I play this time killer
And I hear these four chords echo these halls
As the hands inside the clock fall