Out of time

Seven days of the prophets
There was the first one
To make the dreams come true
Second for the self-controll to know
How they fade in blue
I have passed by the silence
It was the third day
Waiting for the harmony...
And the voices came
But find no way to make them sing
I've got several ideas of childhood
Backing again
Seven days of the innocence and there's no
Backing again
One was the heaviest of all
Fourth day i had to fight against the bore
Seven trials and seven days of life
To waste the whole

Never found it a meaning
Why to make it through
Limits and the rules
I haver un along to my destiny
Now i am ready to go

I've got several ideas of childhood
Backing again
Seven days of the innocence and there's no
Backing again

On another day out of the time all alone
Waiting for the voices to come
On another day i saw your face
Waiting for the rain to fall again...

Now i've got only three days
For you to explain
Who i am
Ont he day of the six i realized
I wasted a day...
Now i'm here and it's today
Bloody sunday
Waiting for the harmony...
And the voices came
But find no way to make them sing

I've got several ideas of childhood
Backing again
Seven days of the innocence and there's no
Backing again

On another day out of the time all alone
Waiting for the voices to come
On another day i saw your face
Waiting for the rain to fall again...