Nothing bothers me at midnight
The darkness hides the waiting world
And like the man upon the ladder
The truth is never felt or heard
The shadow waits upon the wall
For its owner to return
The clock that measures time in minutes
Shows the time that we all fear
And though the proof is there before us
We think that we have learned
Eternity is all it shows us
Its hand will never turn
When the sun never sets on a waiting world
And the shadows of death speak their words
Loud and clear though never heard
In the gallery of lives lost
His picture hangs upon the wall
If his picture were a painting
Its thousand words speak out of war
When the sun never sets on a waiting world
And the shadows of death speak their words
The clock that measures time in minutes
Shows the time that we all fear
Eternity is all it shows us
Its hand will never turn
And the sun never sets on a waiting world
And the shadows of death speak their words
And the sun never sets on a waiting world
And the shadows of death speak their words
Loud and clear though never heard
The sun never sets on a waiting world