How much longer must I continue to live this lie?
The dishonest reasons of the passions in my life.
How much longer must I continue to tread this path?
The deceit of all those who will never know the half.

I can’t conceal myself,
I can’t deny my heart,
To dent the solid prism,
Is to tear my world apart.

How much longer must I continue to live this way?
The damaging letters from the men who make my days.
How much longer must I continue to walk this line?
The secret of my being I’ve hidden all this time.

When I hear that bell,
I know that I can wake,
From my nightmares and crazed thoughts,
Of drowning in a deep blue lake,
Of sinking into mud and dirt,
Of falling of the edge,
Of baking in the burning rays,
Like wilting flowers in a *** on the ledge.

Like a teacher marking a register,
Ticking away,
Like the devil taking life,
Ticking away,
Like a soldier praying for peace,
Ticking away,
Away, ticking away.

I wait and wait,
As life crawls by so slowly,
Hours of resting,
Hours of illusions,
Hours and hours,
Wasted.

I sit and stare,
I look around the room,
See the dripping tap,
The peeling paper,
The clock upon the wall.

The clock doesn’t move,
The hands have stopped,
But still hear the ticking,
From the hallway,
The painting of melting clocks.

The time grazes by so slowly,
And nothing happens fast,
The evil of my dreaming,
The moment couldn’t last for long,
The clocks move time along.

Around the sun i am flying,
Waiting to burn my life away,
Like a winters glowing fire,
Frozen in the chill of day,
To crash,
To die,
To hurt and bleed,
To fall,
To cry,
To sin and need.