Time Has Nothing to Do With It Songtext
von Peter Murphy

Make me a man of, a man of thing
Carve the wood, a life force thing
Give it an arm that points to the earth
And a hand that points at me
No matter where I stand
No matter where I stand
And knows all that we can′t see

The clock cannot be turned
With remorseful yearns

Time has nothing to do with it
You would see, you would see
If you were three again
And did it all the same
Fate drives you insane
Fate drives you insane

And did you throw you in the road
Put your face to shame
Did you think your mouth could teach
Make you think you think


It's got a lot to do with
It′s got a lot to do
That scares nothing
Nothing askew

Time has got nothing to do with it
Oh time has got nothing to do with it
Time has got nothing to do with it
Oh time has got nothing to do with it

Changes the same with eyes that blink
And borrow the blank the lines of transmission through
If only we knew
It's not all happening there
Where blanks are scarce
And blindness is forgot
Is forgot

The perfect plan is not the man
Who tells you you are wrong

Time has got nothing to do with it
Oh time has got nothing to do with it


Disappear into the field
And visions understood
Wrestle now and shout the vow
Illusion is the pain
Illusion is the pain
Time has got nothing to do with it
Oh time has got nothing to do with it

Time has got nothing to do with it
Oh time has got nothing to do with it

Time has got nothing to do with it
Time