Ballad Of A Ticking Clock

In a dark room
There's a man who
Keeps staring at a clock
Counting seconds
Into minutes
Knowing there's no going back
His hands are shaking
His body's aching
With the life that still remains
Holding on to
All that used to
Make him feel alive and sane

This is the man who thought he had the whole world at his feet
Who counted coins and bills believing he won't face defeat
Thinking of ways he could erase those lines off from his face
Every second
Every minute he'd replace

There he lies now
Wondering how
He used to be so blind and cold
Chasing numbers
Instead of memories
Digging for treasures and for gold
All the love he
Used to feel once
Turned into sorrow and into pain

Clinging on to
What felt so true
With his last breath he said her name

This is the man who thought he had the whole world at his feet
Who counted coins and bills believing he won't face defeat
Thinking of ways he could erase those lines off from his face
Every second
Every minute he'd replace

Angels of love, come from above
Give my poor soul another chance
Send me back in
Let me begin again
I promise I'll live for what I love