You turn me over when you sing
And I don’t need to understand a single thing
But this silence gathers, and it’s unbearable
What do you say we seize the day?
Time will turn us into graves
Every time I look ahead, I’m so afraid
Because I know you won’t wait
You’ve said it over, the time will soon be here
Where you’ll wash your hands of my personal disrepair
Now the time has come, my apathy is shown
Oh no
Now I’ve gone and made this big mistake
Time has turned away your faith
Now I pour my heart into an empty space
Because you’ve turned and walked away
The future opens up its hands, and I have nothing to put in them
The future opens up its hands, and I have nothing to put in them
The future opens up its hands, and I have nothing to put in them
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