Blood on my hands, ain't what it seems
She understands a life in bad dreams
The hourglass sands, you're under thumb
Blood off my hands, now I'm struck numb
Oh
Fanciful fate
Fading undone
Clock ticking late
You've outrun the sun
Gods in my eyes, in the dead of night
Buzzing like flies, on a funeral rite
Can't see for the trees, the forest alight
Of outdated dreams, so much larger than life
Oh
Some in old ways, oh they can't change
They're wishing away, for a piece of that strange
As they sharpen that blade, they lookin' derange
An ego crusade, a love so estranged
Fanciful fate
Fading undone
Clock ticking late
You've outrun the sun
I've outrun the sun
You've outrun the sun
Gordon Roger Robertson - Fanciful Fate Lyrics
Gordon Roger Robertson - Fanciful Fate Lyrics
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Blood on my hands, ain't what it seems
She understands a life in bad dreams
The hourglass sands, you're under thumb
Blood off my hands, now I'm struck numb
Oh
Fanciful fate
Fading undone
Clock ticking late
You've outrun the sun
Gods in my eyes, in the dead of night
Buzzing like flies, on a funeral rite
Can't see for the trees, the forest alight
Of outdated dreams, so much larger than life
Oh
Some in old ways, oh they can't change
They're wishing away, for a piece of that strange
As they sharpen that blade, they lookin' derange
An ego crusade, a love so estranged
Fanciful fate
Fading undone
Clock ticking late
You've outrun the sun
I've outrun the sun
You've outrun the sun
She understands a life in bad dreams
The hourglass sands, you're under thumb
Blood off my hands, now I'm struck numb
Oh
Fanciful fate
Fading undone
Clock ticking late
You've outrun the sun
Gods in my eyes, in the dead of night
Buzzing like flies, on a funeral rite
Can't see for the trees, the forest alight
Of outdated dreams, so much larger than life
Oh
Some in old ways, oh they can't change
They're wishing away, for a piece of that strange
As they sharpen that blade, they lookin' derange
An ego crusade, a love so estranged
Fanciful fate
Fading undone
Clock ticking late
You've outrun the sun
I've outrun the sun
You've outrun the sun
Writer: John Theesfeld
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