Immovable

With these last few hours of the day
I will use my magic powers
That you've given me I'll erase the past
As the years transform to hours

Don't you think I'd give it all away
Just to be improvable

Love's a casket, sure
But still a place to sleep when it gets cold
It's the flask for drunken sinners yea that's me
That's what I'm told

Time's a hateful master, we're the slaves
We can never run away
But this ungrateful bastard knows his place
In the corners of your face

And your eyes when you're displaced

And the Lord is watching patiently
And his eyes are on the fool
But my eyes are closed in self-defeat
I remain immovable