Took a while to get that type of thing off my back.
Surrender all your innocence, and face the facts.
Dust off the relics buried in your past.
Let's not embellish what has come to pass.
And after all the tragedy,
I kept you waiting, mercy me.
I gave you Time, Time, Time.
How can we consummate our trust?
With your words all dipped in dust?
Machinery will rust.
Got all the bits and pieces now,
the Story stays unchanged.
The settings differ, anyhow,
the Prophecy remains.
It's a tale of ups and downs;
losses, rarely gains.
I guess you got caught up, and now
you're lost, and it's a shame.
Give a smile, 'cause all the while I kept the view.
Seen how a sea of doubts buried you.
Fear eats a man, it holds very true:
the past is mastered by very few