Oh hands of time that steal my days And turn my gaze towards night Against your final backdrop plays The story of my life Your fractured vessel I've become My broken heart of tin A grain of sand in rain and sun At the mercy of the wind I'm your unworthy instrument Come strike my final tones And blow your horn magnificent Through the hollows of my bones I'll never be your chosen one To rise above the din For all the good I could have done And I'll I've never been I'm your unworthy instrument Come strike my final tones And blow your horn magnificent Through thе hollows of my bones