Never fought the clock
Logistic fall, a wait too long
Never saw the age of pouring rain
A countdown of sorrow again

Never fought the clock
Logistic fall, a wait too long
Never saw the age of pouring rain
A countdown of sorrow again

Never missed the shock
A distant call, cerebral pall
Crisis of the age of pouring rain
A countdown of sorrow again

Repetition comes in like a shock
Full compression time, a neural lock
Total panic freeze of present thought
Until tomorrow again

Correlation to a normal plight
Full potential lost to nearest fight
Take apart the thoughts that never stop
And sleep forever more