I hear the cracking of the band, can you hear it too? It follows me like birds from town to town I feel the hollow ticking tock Won't you come away into the ocean for a while? And we'll float until we're tired And let drift away the fog of times gone by I hear the cracking of the gun, can you fear it too? It hangs like a darkness in your eyes I hear the dripping of the blood, I want to get away Let go of my hold on passing time And we'll float until we're tired And let drift away the fog of times gone by