Sew it on, face the fool December's tragic drive, when time is poetry And stolen the world outside, the waiting could crush my heart You'll taste it, you'll taste it in time You'll taste it, you'll taste it in time You'll taste it, you'll taste it in time You'll taste it, you'll taste it in time The right words in time, in time The right words in time Sew it on, face the fool The mirrors lie, those aren't my eyes, destroy them, raise my hand Reflected in savage shards, a new face, a soul reborn You'll taste it, you'll taste it in time You'll taste it, you'll taste it in time You'll taste it, you'll taste it in time You'll taste it, you'll taste it in time The right words in time, in time The right words...