Time
I try to grasp the twilight
As my thoughts lost their way
The Moon begins its evening flight
Which fades in my lover's gaze
The morning is uncertain
of what the day will take
We'll pretend to draw the curtain
And be rattled in its wake
Time, I'm an innocent prisinor of its crime
Time, a mountain that I will never climb
Time, death is an escape from its pain
Time, a memmory of love will only remain
Could you know
All of what is to know
Count every grain of sand
What is it
That you will show
If you could never will understand
The eclipse blocks the rays
Which shadows slowly erase
As long as my spirit stays
Then the science we'll embrase
Oh Dr. Witten
I am so confused
I tried to finish your thoughts
But the hand to mind refused
Time, I'm an innocent prisinor of its crime
Time, a mountain that I have yet to climb
Time, death is an escape from its pain
Time, a memmory of love will only remain
Could you know
All of what there is to know
Count every grain of sand
What is it
That you could show
If you would never understand