The Watchman

Your time is out and watching
Be careful what you do.
A race against true vanity
The face of endless youth

2 good souls are courting
Scars of passing years
Showers fall and hear you call
The pain of aging tears

Oh the Watchman comes
Hear him bang upon his drums
123, count with me let’s run

The morning spies the mirror
Take changes every day
Love yourself for who you are
A safe journey on your way
It’s rolling raging battle
Through the fog of day and night
Will send you places no-one knows
In the bubble of a broken life

Chr.

Now if ever they are asking
We’ll tell them one more lie
Hand in hand we’ll lead them on
Through the black holes in the sky