The Foreboding - "Counting the Beats" |
Shackled to the chains of time, And doomed from the very start. She waits to tear us apart; We're shackled to the chains of time. Day to day in a dream. Pay no heed to the seasons' change. Do our best through the wintertime cold, To see the Spring come round again. But time's running out - And when that blow strikes home... What to do when that day comes? And who'll be the first to pass on? And the one who's left here behind - How on earth to carry on? Living a desperate life In a cold, lonely world. Shackled to the chains of time, And doomed from the very start. She waits to tear us apart; We're shackled to the chains of time. |