Faded lens and broken scar, feels no compassion   Pale blue car with tales of gold, in the wrong direction   And I stand the prison floor, my thoughts are changing   locked in silence, and I see forever now, there's nothing left of you      Time has crashed again, fading promises remain   and the times that pass have changed, needless conversation makes me crazy   and I can't seem to find that looking glass, of you      When the ages come and go, like sees the passage   the empty threat has poised us all to see the madness   just hand the table flow, his ever hand to guide the soldiers   as I try reason it all, calling out to you      My eyes crashing blank, visons of you have betrayed me   try to pass the mate, knowing if all that's he's missed and hated   and I can't seem to find that looking glass   maybe that's only made to last   when my fingers and thumb start to scatter fade   of you... of you      Time has crashed again, fading promises remain   and the times that pass have changed, needless conversation makes me crazy   and I can't seem to find that looking glass   maybe that's only made to last   when my fingers and thumb start to scatter fade   of you... of you