Time the passing of time tells a tale all its own Sitting here in the half light I'm finding it hard oh so difficult Just to determine my next little step My next miniscule move Overpowered by convention I tackle each day like a fisherman gauging The forces of nature I'm buckling under The weight of what fate she does seem Seem to intend I'm trapped in a vacuum A place without air Oh I know not the way out The way forward denies me The tiniest insight The smallest of clues as to how I can break out Pull clear of my plight Roll roll roll back the stone Let me let let me out of this premature tomb Roll roll back the stone Let me out of this premature tomb Roll roll roll back the stone I am lost close to broken There seems no escape Roll roll roll back the stone Let me breathe Roll roll back the stone Let me out of this premature tomb Roll roll roll back the stone I am lost close to broken There seems no escape Roll roll roll back the stone Let me breathe Breathe the sweet air once again Roll roll roll roll back the stone Roll back the stone Let me breathe sweeter air Roll back the stone Roll back the stone Breathe sweeter air Roll roll roll back the stone Breathe sweeter air Roll roll roll