The sand that fell through    The cracks    Of the clock I picked up    On the road I lost my way down    Was like beautiful gems       As we gather unique treasures like that    And join with a wavering voice    We settle things one by one    And run on unreliably       The sound    Of the rusted knife    That rang out by my ear    In the dried up reality    Was like a sad melody       As we gather unique treasures like that    And join with a wavering voice    We don't even know the meaning of holding out a branch    And run on unreliably       Yes, you may be right, I'm just wasting time    I should learn things without reasons    I thought I knew that    Knowing nothing can be better than knowing too much    Yes, you may be right, it's just wasting time    I can never change things better    I thought I knew that I may be nuts, but I don't understand       As we gather unique treasures like that    And join with a wavering voice    We settle things one by one    And run on unreliably