threw myself on the floor chasing time at the door half-past nine self-control lace your own heart on the door night will mourn and i'm sleeping on the better debt of day like the rising off they won't need me till tomorrow night that claims the sky forever dreams of a better day half-past nine rise at four tracing time after all casting iron self-control lace your heart on the door night will mourn and i'm sleeping on the better debt of day like the rising off they won't need me till tomorrow night that claims the sky forever dreams of a better day say you'll be around