[01:28.959]Old man time, Wisdom and Rhyme
[01:32.663]Seeker of reason, reaper of time
[01:35.418]Born to a spell he walks the beaten path to hell
[01:39.252]Rusty shackles of time burden his mind
[01:43.555]Once on his side time turns to defy.
[01:47.109]In a flash of the lightning he's come and gone.
[01:50.782]The clock strikes the hours, he climbs to the belfry
[01:54.414]As he's done a thousand hours before.
[02:14.122]Many dark years, not a vacant hour through
[02:17.478]War and fear had the bell been ever strayed,
[02:21.458]Hypnotized rhythmic pendulum synchronized
[02:25.578]With the beat of the old man's heart.
[02:28.639]Man or machine he's living a dream
[02:31.812]Forever the clock lives so does he
[02:35.088]Faces below fade with seasons of long ago
[02:39.393]Forever awake in his brass bed.
[02:42.297]He holds the key.
[02:48.270]It's all a matter of time,
[02:49.589]is there reason or Rhyme - is there?
[02:56.812]Traveler in time another left behind - you are
[03:26.721]Tangled in the web of time you've
[03:28.336]Swallowed the pill of illusion.
[03:33.292]Writings so clear on the wall you
[03:36.044]Waste in seclusion
[03:40.308]Mirror reflects the mark of the crowfoot
[03:41.741]In his eyes now he realize.
[05:18.289]Nearing his hour he climbs to the belfry
[05:23.575]As he's done a thousand hours before
[05:30.617]Moon of blue is in the sky
[05:37.076]West wind he whispers why
[05:43.832]Sacrifice living for life his perpetual vice
[05:53.333]Lonely win blows through his empty soul.
[05:56.134]He cries a river of tears on the clock below
[06:00.620]Nothings forever and time will tell
[06:03.736]His tears rust the clock and he died as well
[06:12.692]Traveler in time another left behind - you are

Old man time, Wisdom and Rhyme
Seeker of reason, reaper of time
Born to a spell he walks the beaten path to hell
Rusty shackles of time burden his mind
Once on his side time turns to defy.
In a flash of the lightning he's come and gone.
The clock strikes the hours, he climbs to the belfry
As he's done a thousand hours before.
Many dark years, not a vacant hour through
War and fear had the bell been ever strayed,
Hypnotized rhythmic pendulum synchronized
With the beat of the old man's heart.
Man or machine he's living a dream
Forever the clock lives so does he
Faces below fade with seasons of long ago
Forever awake in his brass bed.
He holds the key.
It's all a matter of time,
is there reason or Rhyme - is there?
Traveler in time another left behind - you are
Tangled in the web of time you've
Swallowed the pill of illusion.
Writings so clear on the wall you
Waste in seclusion
Mirror reflects the mark of the crowfoot
In his eyes now he realize.
Nearing his hour he climbs to the belfry
As he's done a thousand hours before
Moon of blue is in the sky
West wind he whispers why
Sacrifice living for life his perpetual vice
Lonely win blows through his empty soul.
He cries a river of tears on the clock below
Nothings forever and time will tell
His tears rust the clock and he died as well
Traveler in time another left behind - you are