Ten planes falling from the sky The setting sun leaves no trace My name was written in the sky But now there is no trace Yesterday's hymn, serve me not Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock Shadow faces reaching for me Pretending they know what's best for me But I know that I am their experiment I scare myself with paranoid talk Yesterday's hymn, serve me not Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock I try to keep the whispered words at bay For they seem to feed into the mire I've lost all ability to make any choices I'm teetering in purgatory Yesterday's hymn, serve me not Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock