Lost or stolen Truth in time Sits upon the hill Battered and frail thoughts Are falling in mine own Mine own house Is where i find them there Of the conscious clear And told of far away We have a place Where we can save them The thoughts take me by The dust keeps falling down The wind takes their scent away Look in front But never far behind Their faces shy away They will take you there You'll see them waiting A breath upon your neck The skin of our lives Waiting to find the one day Find the one place Know the meaning Of their wasted time We are still wasting time The nothing of the day I waited so long Waited there but Nothing, nothing no one, nothing Will take away the wasted time We wasted time