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frank caravella - lead and backing vocals, guitar, synth |
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time ran out
I watch you leave
By the back door.
I hear the clock tower in the distance
See my watch hands rendezvous.
The God of Thieves
And his conspirators
Wrest the song right from my heart
And leave me only with your shoe.
Outside the ballroom, I catch a glimpse of you
Then turn and go back to the dance .
That's when time ran out on us.
That's when time ran out on us.
I get the cover off.
I check the LED screen.
I pour my eyes over the spaghetti
Of mutli-colored wire.
My hands are soft
And stained with nicotine.
I think of frisbee in the park
And wonder why I'm not retired.
Then one autumn day the telephone gave way
To the sweet sweet ringing in my ears.
That's when time ran out on us.
That's when time ran out on us.
Everything we say
Everything we do
Is toxic, nuclear and dangerous!
Every time we fear
Every time we choose
The path of least resistance
We weaken our chances
Of finding love in this life
Or a glimpse of the next in line.
When we give up,
That's when time runs out on us.
That's when time runs out on us.
That's when time runs out on us.
That's when time runs out on us.
end.
time ran out©2007 by frank caravella