The clock in the hall is louder now I dont know what to do about it As I hear it make its metronomic rounds Theres nothing I can do about it With its constant tick, like the footsteps of someone approaching I dont want to meet Shes a messenger with the message my journey is over And I failed to make it Times not my friend anymore My dreams at night are stranger now And I dont know what to do about it In every scene youre taken away from me And theres nothing I can do about it I am running from the footsteps of someone approaching I dont want to meet Shes a messenger With the message my journey is over And I failed to make it Times not my friend anymore