(KJGarside CGray)
Ten planes falling from the sky,
The setting sun leaves no trace,
My name was written in the sky,
But now there is no trace
Yesterday's hymn serves me not,
Tick tock tick tock tick tock
Shadow faces reaching for me,
Pretending they know what's best for me,
But I know that I am their experiment,
I scare myself with paranoid talk
Yesterday's hymn serves me not,
Tick tock tick tock tick tock
I try to keep the whispered words at bay,
For they seem to feed into the mire,
I've lost all ability to make any choices,
I'm teetering in purgatory
Yesterday's hymn serves me not,
Tick tock tick tock tick tock