Time
Looking at the city, in all its nakedness
Thinking what a pity, thinking what a mess
Stood by dirty waters, lapping up the shore
Wondering what eternity, has got me marked down for
Time is running out
Time is running out
See the broken soldiers, lying on the beach
Spirits torn and shattered, cause Heaven's out of reach
Little children crying hunger in their head
Mother nature sits and stares surrounded by her dead
Time is running out
Time is running out
Let's take those nice green fiеlds and build some parking lots
Give out lots of green-shield and plastic baby cots
Cut down on your ovеrheads by turning to computers
And give out lots tickets for those cardboard cut-out commuters
Time is running out
Time is running out
Oh what will you do
When time runs out on you
Time is running out
Time is running out