Senses not working, over time, wake them over time we can't wake them
Then we move on, then we move on again
As the rain comes down, can't tell from what we see
As the sky comes down, can't tell from what we are
Then when the time comes, when we can be
Then when it's all right, we run free, then we can run free
As the planet spins, then we can start to feel
As we float on by, then we can start to see
Then when the time comes, when we can be
Then when it's all right, we run free, then we can run free
Not away, down the hall, through the field, and down the line
Senses not working, over time, wake them over time we can't wake them
Then we move on, then we move on again
As the thoughts go thin, can't tell from what is real
As the breath goes thin, can't tell from what is there
Then when the time comes, when we can be
Then when it's all right, we run free, then we can run free
Not away, down the hall, through the field, and down the line
Senses not working, over time, wake them over time we can't wake them
Then we move on, then we move on again