I sit in the window watching my days from a safe distance 
Clock towers toll and I am frozen every instant 
Backward I brood and forward I dream for figments of existence 
It can't be saved. It's already lost, it thrives on my resistance 
We are bound and marching to an ever static distance
I sit in the window watching my days from a great distance 
Clock towers toll and I am frozen every instant 
Backward I brood and forward I dream for figments of existence 
It can't be saved. It's already lost, it thrives on my resistance 
My persistance, that's just my existence
Backward I brood and forward I dream for figments of existence 
We are bound and marching to an ever static distance, static distance