Aviator (2011 Remaster)

Desperation sits just like a friend upon the floor My pictures are all torn around my feet Mr. Madness points his eyes, a finger from his chair And an angry crowd is gathering in the street To take my time away To take my time away If I'm the man they say I am, then why am I still here? My portrait seems to make me look quite sane There's no hair inside my helm and no scars upon my face But the crowd is knocking on the door again To take my time away To take my time away And the music is so loud that I have lost all sense of time A phone rings but no one makes a sound The storm's a'falling on the roof and smashing all the tiles And the banners are a'waltzing 'round and 'round To take my time away To take my time away In all of my life you know I've done no man no wrong And yet to some that is the only mortal sin And so I stand accused of the crime of being poor While my thoughts are all confused by the din The din that takes my time away It takes my time away I light a cigarette just to try and slow my thoughts My throat is awful dry but I can't drink There's a clamoring within now, and a clamoring without So much going on I just can't think And take my time away And take my time away And meanwhile in the woods what are they doing to the trees Why must they make them spark and let them burn It takes such a long long time for trees like that to grow Some people just never ever learn And yet they take my time away They take my time away There will be nothing left if this madness runs its course Except the gleaming buildings to the sky With solitude unknown and every friendly word With the sound of feet as the old world shuffles by Taking my time away Taking my time away No concessions to my past no there's none that I can make If I had my time I'd do it all again I'd just make a few adjustments to the way I treated you And let myself be washed by the rain The rain that takes my time away The rain that takes my time away Desperation sits just like an old friend on the floor My pictures are all torn around my feet Mr. Madness points his eyes, a finger from his chair And an angry crowd is gathering in the street To take my time away To take my time away To take my time away To take my time away