• Gone

    Gone

     

    I don’t know the truth, but I’ll be there soon

    Clock are growing legs, hands weren’t enough

    I could jump out of my skin, still be right here

    Now can be so hard when your mind is far

     

    Gone

    Gone, gone, gone

    Gone

    I’m long gone

     

    Can we try again, just for the night?

    Our hands don’t seem to fit when the future creeps in

    Thinking what to say while your words pass by me

    Say I’d hear you out but the present has its doubts

    Gone

    Gone, gone, gone

    Gone