Passing Time Songtext
von On the Dot

Rolling through some forest
The world′s so small and new
Spokes between your feet
Know what they have to do
A finely tuned machine
That named itself your mind
An innocence that's lost
With the passing time

Cause I don′t want to lose
The past I cherish most
That's the product of
My weak mind and your


Unwillingness to follow
The path set out for us
I think that I should go now
For now I think I'll just

A forward march of progress
That never seems to fail
The water′s way too high
No chance for steady sail
Objections overruled
And brought within the lines
An innocence that′s lost
With the passing time

Cause I don't want to lose
The past I cherish most
That′s the product of
My weak mind and your


Unwillingness to follow
The path set out for us
I think that I should go now
For now I think I'll just