[Music: Sweeney / Leach, Lyrics: Leach]

Future to past, this is the march of time

Hearing the clock tick tock away
How the time screams a warning, wars scar the land
But we can’t turn the tide of blood


The walk through time, the years fly by
The walk through time, God only knows why


In the golden age the glory seasons came
But we can’t stop the hands of time

At the dawn of an era
Illusions were meant to last
But forever is a long and winding road


Tomorrow is gone, another change of life
Watch as the empires fade

Just like the sand – out of my hand