LYRICS
Who knows where the time goes
But it’s gone, it’s went, it’s spent
Living on borrowed… living on lent
Skip the foes, the woes, the lows
The hands keep on spinning
The world goes round and round
The herd keeps on thinning
Argh… we all fall down
The clock keeps on tickin’
Hoping more can be found
The plot start thicken
Argh… we all fall down
Father Time is aging
On a train homeward bound
The river Styx is raging
Argh… we all fall
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: Alt. Folk Rock
Chords: G Bb / F C Bb G / C G
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar
From the album Highly Suspect