Promise bought and sold
Consequence of paying the tool
Well this ramble I been on
Always seen me broken and drifting

Forever coming on
Think I might be loosing control yeah
Innocence is gone
Though the world was trying to cheat me

Always content to believe
In something that no one could see
Borrowing right from the wrong

Now the age of ice is over
I feel it slipping through my hands
Another day another older

Morning never show
Wasting in the black of the night – yeah
Days have been and gone
Silence in the wake of deceive
Borrowing right from the wrong
I've been waiting for an angel to come
I feel it slipping through my hands
Another day a little bolder
Aaaah!