There's a watch in my pocket and its hands are broken.

The face is blank but the gears are turning.

Confusion

We all know politicians only go

Just half-way there

Just half-way there

The innocence of youth needs protection not abuse

But no one seems to care

Yet no one seems

I was born on planet earth

the rotating ball where man comes first

it's been around for a long, long time

but now it's

all those stories that my dad told me,

they are just a whisper in time

all those things that never came to be,

they are just a whisper in time

a whisper in time,

So... you've given it all you can and your life is in the garbage can and you say you're tired and dry cuz your mind won't let you cry so you hang up what is left inside

it could happen to you,

a defect from the

wasted outskirts of los angeles

with a crumpled-up pass

Above us lay the burdens, below us lay the truth.

We're somewhere in the middle, and we're all discontent too.

Is someone watching over you?

Inside they know

Death and the shadow that it casts on life scares me little or none.

People tell me of a divine right and the happy chosen one.

I'm a freak 'cause my morals clash with

Here's a story of an honest man losing religion,

Climbing the pulpit steps before an eager

Heard a sermon from a creaky pul pit with no one in the nave

I paid a visit to the synagogue and I left there feeling blame

No one could