[Music: Sweeney / Leach, Lyrics: Leach]    Future to past, this is the march of time  Hearing the clock tick tock away  How the time screams a warning, wars scar the land  But we can’t turn the tide of blood    The walk through time, the years fly by  The walk through time, God only knows why    In the golden age the glory seasons came  But we can’t stop the hands of time  At the dawn of an era  Illusions were meant to last  But forever is a long and winding road    Tomorrow is gone, another change of life  Watch as the empires fade  Just like the sand – out of my hand