Never fought the clock Logistic fall, a wait too long Never saw the age of pouring rain A countdown of sorrow again Never fought the clock Logistic fall, a wait too long Never saw the age of pouring rain A countdown of sorrow again Never missed the shock A distant call, cerebral pall Crisis of the age of pouring rain A countdown of sorrow again Repetition comes in like a shock Full compression time, a neural lock Total panic freeze of present thought Until tomorrow again Correlation to a normal plight Full potential lost to nearest fight Take apart the thoughts that never stop And sleep forever more