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The hands keep on turning, the pendulum just swings Prisoners upon this rock, flying without wings Captured in a moment, still the hours chimed Joining closer as we sifted with the sands of time Parallel dimension, guilts fall into place Driven by an unseen force, swelling into space At beyond the rainbow, cross the milkyway Passengers without a choice, slowly turning grey On through the night, shine on forever Going insane as we ride the time machine Waiting for no one, relative to none Awnsering to not a thing, except the rising sun Bouncing on this fabric, at the speed of light Connecting points of futures past, is its only plight Passengers without a choice, hanging by a string Spending with a hands of time, flying without wings Aus Songtexte Mania