the clock in the hall is louder now i dont know what to do about it as i hear it make its metronomic rounds theres nothing i can do about it with its constant tick like the footsteps of someone approaching i dont want to meet shes a messenger with the message my journey is over and i failed to make it times not my friend anymore my dreams at night are stranger now and i dont know what to do about it in every scene youre taken away from me and theres nothing i can do about it i am running from the footsteps of someone approaching i dont want to meet shes a messenger with the message my journey is over and i failed to make it times not my friend anymore