Time marches on never ending, time keeps its own time. Here we stand at begining, and then goes passing us by. And I, I, I can dream for us all. I hope I'm in a better state, when here and now crambles and falls. And you, you, you make the worlds colide. I knew you'd come knocking one day, unannouced like a thief in the night. Where do we go from here? Time ain't nothing but time. I now have no fear of my feelings, and no more tears to cry. Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow means nothing at all... read more
