In the Sick Gallery Far
Rain falls wherever you are
You are, too far

And rain falls wherever you are

Father Time stands in a line

Drinking from a bottle of wine
Your hands in line
Don't drink the bottle of wine


(Chorus) And you will always be
What you never wanted to be

And don't think you're never too far, you are
Because rain falls wherever you are


Sitting on the mantle of time
Such a wonderful day for a ride
A ride through time

Riding on the mantle of time

Rain pouring wine from the sky

Blood pouring out of your eyes
Father Time throws you a line
Throw it all away

Hit me, hurt me

(Chorus)


Because rain falls wherever you are