when your life is but a memory
and all your hope's at stake
you can't ask for forgivness
for all the mistakes that you make.
when you start running
but it slows down to a crawl
your world starts spinning
your fate's writen on the wall
you can't see the outside
though the walls' made of glass
try looking deep inside
and you'll find the answer at last
let them see you in your ignorance
and they will understand.
they will give you one more chance
and will turn over time's sand.