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Sold is the word I call on the street as I passAnd trip and fall on my kneesWhat goes onI don't know but I'm looking up sidewaysAnd down in the dark in the evening lightAnd the sounds are haunting you, haunting youAnd the hours are haunting me, haunting meI don't know if I'll fadeBut the clocks tick awayCold as I yellI yell for my heart to returnEven through, even through the spaceStuck in time, out of timeOut of lines your face it won't moveAnd your life is so comfortable in the same shoesAnd the sounds are haunting you, haunting youAnd the hours are haunting me, haunting meI don't know if I'll fadeBut the clocks tick away Aus Songtexte Mania