Sitting in a corner
In my castle made of single-malt and smoke.
With all my friends around me,
And I love them "till I choke.
And I watch you dance with someone,
Someone not even there.
And you're simple as in sacrilege,
And you are pure as in player.
Somewhere there's a point of no resistance,
But we make sure there's no getting there.
And we're beautiful when we're animals,
But so easily scared.
And I cannot even talk to you,
Stricken down as a hunter to its prey.
Sliding down, down this hill of glass again
And there's nothing I can say.
Chorus:
I guess it's just the time;
I guess it's just the time;
I guess it's just the time,
And I will see you when the time is over.
And then the northern wind calls,
And then curtains part,
And then the castle wall falls,
And there's an arrow in my heart.
There's only one way out of prison
Which is to set your jailer free,
But then, it's just another bunch of pretty words,
That stand between the sailor and the sea.
So forgive me, though I know you never will,
Battered by your pride.
And so I'm locked again within these castle walls,
And you freeze alone outside.
Chorus:
I guess it's just the time;
I guess it's just the time;
I guess it's just the time,
And I will see you when the time is over.