Superbowl (Live)

Trapped in time ahead of all my makings

What’s this strange creation do

Shining stones who seem to know the future

Showed me words inscribed inside a tube

All is lost if I have won

Fortunes gained fortunes told

Theres a tear up in the sky above

What’s become of words and salutations

Are they all within the mind

Everyone is caught up in the webbing

Widow comes to claim her prize

All the while we think were wise

There’s got to be, a think that’s worth keeping

Should i keep it all inside

I could go back to the beginning

But ill enjoy the ride