It's not the clock that stopped
It's going down
Falling into the picture that you dreamed of
Standing at the door that's locked
And you know it won't be easy
Around this squandered scene at ease
All those out, making the tub
That sweet dream
It's not the constant thought that says
It was the acrobats, that saved you
In the school of slack
And it burns and the pain is not just lazy
Outstanding, amazing rough house
Feelin' the same battle stout
But you know it won't be easy