Although they have passed by, all those years they have not gone forever. And I'm shaken to watch as they rise again and again To take me to days to places that fall harsh together To swallow and steal me and call me to task once again
When all was waiting there for me like a curse that I breathed by, Ah, the thought never occurred to me that the curse could not be mine... I know the thief that is stealing the prize And all those days seem like a dream shot with lies
Although it's long gone by all that time's somehow damningly present When I cannot shake clear of this grip that claws down my name And I damn myself strike myself down just for being wherever Everything's wanting to start to live on, to live once again
And all is waiting there for me like a trip wire solely mine And the thought never occurs to me The curse cannot be mine I know the thief that is stealing the prize... And all those days seem like a dream hard with lies.
I know the thief that is stealing the prize... And all those days seem like a dream hard with lies.