The pendulum sways from side to side
counting the seconds that seem to drag on by.
From left to right and back again,
ever swinging, never caring.

When all at once we have moved on,
from tonkin trucks and toy voodoo dolls
to raising a family hidden in the shadows,

There comes a moment too late
when we realize we never went back again,
Never stopped to play pretend.

Assuring ourselves that all was well,
unaware that we were slipping away.
Though surrounded by so many, yet still alone,
we are left to stand amidst the blackened rain.

We have it all but we have forgotten
what it meant to be alive.
Clock in and out, work it all away
to live a life that we are living wrong.