Time crawls forward along this thread Slipping by until my past is dead Pushing back further in my mind Step in reverse, pressing rewind Searching for stones Among the fields of gold Longing to see anything Than what's been laid in front of me Than what's been laid in front of me ♪ I crawl forward along this thread Slipping by until my day is dead Pushing forward in my mind Stepping ahead and skipping the time Searching for stones Among the fields of gold Longing to see anything Than what's been laid in front of me (Than what's been laid in front of me) Anything than what's been laid in front of me ♪ What's the price of my wandering eyes? (From the gift I look away) What's the cost of the constant way I avert my eyes? What's the price of my wandering eyes? (From the gift I look away) What's the cost of the constant way I avert my eyes? (My eyes?)