really dont you realize what you lost during your search for glory just like moths we may go blind chasing for the glow of our desires desires time keeps crawling while youre burning time keeps crawling while youre burning dealing with some big regret or dreaming of a different line somewhere else someone else and your heroes turned to dust did you trade your dreams for common knowledge was it fair time keeps crawling while youre burning time keeps crawling while youre burning  sometimes it calls and the past howls through the night feels like drowning again like drowning 