These waves Won't stop crashing As time says This is not about splashing From big heights It's a matter of crawling back to the shore Too late to grieve your broken dreams Too late to mourn your damaged things This time We need to find what we've been looking for This time Our time These blades Won't ever be less sharp than now As time says It's up to you to make sense somehow We made all these things to ourselves They're pointless to repeat Too late to blame all the circumstance Too late to treat it with most distance This time We have to let go of what's not concrete The puzzle puts itself on the table The pawns and queens look distraught but are still on the shelf The dust still whispers The dust still whispers The dust still whispers Time, the avenger, consumes all with pleasure All emotion with no measure To the point of eating itself There's no turning back There's no turning back There's no turning back We have no time We have all the time in the world We have no time We have all the time in the world