Ticking hands
Talking hands that point you to where you will stand
Laughing face
Loathing face that stares you down as you race
Still the sun warms the earth you´re walking upon
And the dirt that you´ll be someday when you are gone
Will you wait for the moon to wait while you lie
Is the future so soon that you can´t wait to cry?
Cross oceans and mountains to mist covered mires
To twistedly, writhingly, skyscraping spires
The sellers invitingly smile at the buyers
While pulling the wool on their eyes
Then tiny grey men riding chariots of fire
Will whisk us away to a heavenly shire
Where seers of truth turn their cheeks to the liars
And turn their backs to the lies
Still the sun warms the earth you´re walking upon
And the dirt that you´ll be someday when you are gone
Will you wait for the moon to wait while you lie
Is the future so soon that you can´t wait to cry?
Will you wait for the moon to wait while you lie
Is the future so soon that you can´t wait to die?
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