As Time Ticks

As Time Ticks



Looking into the looking glass. We are blind to time when songs dont rhyme and your mind is lost in time.
Don't wallow in your swallow, follow your haert its a start,
Time is the teacher, but you can’t listen to a preacher,
But only a fool really knows what time thoughts, as our minds floats.
On a endless see, will you ever be free.
Living a long life with lost souls without goals.
Why cry, or come up with a perfect alibi or even try.
We are men of men, yet boys to the end, most never have a true friend.
Some say as they do when know one is listening to the wind,
Why lord why me?
But its a lies from a life of being hie,
We all blame one another why not the man in the sky that cry's
Sing me a song about all that went wrong.
Tell me your story,
Of blood guts and glory.
But don't say to me oh lord why me, no one is home and though I phoned I’m still here alone.
And then the wind changes and like love and faith your not alone again nor do you need a friend.
And as the songs are song and life is new so is your pain when the storm comes again.