Time

Looking at the city, in all its nakedness
Thinking what a pity, thinking what a mess
Stood by dirty waters, lapping up the shore
Wondering what eternity, has got me marked down for

Time is running out
Time is running out

See the broken soldiers, lying on the beach
Spirits torn and shattered, cause Heaven's out of reach
Little children crying hunger in their head
Mother nature sits and stares surrounded by her dead

Time is running out
Time is running out

Let's take those nice green fiеlds and build some parking lots
Give out lots of green-shield and plastic baby cots
Cut down on your ovеrheads by turning to computers
And give out lots tickets for those cardboard cut-out commuters

Time is running out
Time is running out

Oh what will you do
When time runs out on you

Time is running out
Time is running out