You were singing - you felt pain.
So what if you waited too long?
The command "At ease!" is not for you,
We will get rest when we are crushed.
The time - the sky - is the last term,
Fed with old snow.
The time - the sky - is your riverhead.
The time is the sky, the time is the sky,
It is your outcome.
The throne was split by your second front.
The throne was split by your second front.
Where is your train now? It
Disappeared into the distance; you didn't notice
The new stations from the windows,
Where you saw the borders earlier.
You can't break down or wrap up
The things drawn in chalk:
These walls, this path.
The time is the sky, the time is the sky,
It can't be brought back.
The throne was split by your second front.
The throne was split by your second front.
The throne was split by your second front.
The throne was split by your second front.
The throne was split by your second front.
The throne was split by your second front.