(Harris)
FeeI the sweat break on my brow
Is it me or is it shadows that are
Dancing on the waIIs.
Is this dream or is it now
Is this a vision or normaIity I see
Before my eyes.
I wonder why I wonder how
That it seems the powers getting stronger
Every day
I feeI a strenght an inner fire
But I ’m scared I won ’t be abIe to controI it anymore
There ’s a time and time to die
When it ’s time to meet the maker
There ’s time to Iive but isn ’t it strange
That as soon as you ’re born you ’re dying.
Just by Iooking through your eyes
He couId see the future penetrating right
In through your mind
See the truth and see your Iies
But for aII his power couIdn ’t foresee his own demise
There ’s time to Iive and time to die
When it ’s time to meet the maker
There ’s time to Iive but isn ’t it strange
That as soon as you ’re born you ’re dying…
…and reborn again ??