Trapped inside the hours
They seem too slow
Watch the wall as it taunts him;
It's all he knows.
It's all gone let go
There's twelve men that say so.
(And he wept,)
"This is my last call to the fallen
I have lost all hope
In my redemption, to be forgiven.
There is no turning back."
He watched the sun as it rose,
But now it sets
He was just a kid back then,
How could it end like this.
It's all gone, let go.
There's twelve men that say so.
Could you cast the first stone?
(And he wept...)
Writer(s): Peter Appleby
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