The end is marching in.
I'm counting down counting blessing.
The clock ticks off time that's left.

Do you know what time it is?
Bells sound
Keep your head down.

Someone's gone and ruined it all.
And to think
I owned a voice a soul a life.

Not me
Not anymore
They took it all away.

My town my home my things
Momma Dad my brother all my friends.
This all will disappear.

That's too bad I kinda liked it here.
Who'll be left drawing maps?
Hope it's fade to blue and not to black.