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 it sifted with the sands of time Parallel dimensions, guilts fall into place Driven by an unseen force, swelling into space At beyond the rainbow, cross the Milky Way 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 Answering 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 At beyond the rainbow, cross the Milky Way Passengers without a choice, slowly turning grey On through the night, shine on forever Going insane as we ride the time machine Passengers without a choice, hanging by a string Spending with a hands of time, flying without wings On through the night, shine on forever Going insane as we ride the time machine