I do not know why I am giving this to you But here it is; The number of days left Instead of an ocean of time I painted a house - around you - And locked the door Left you at the shore Until came the flood The thought of time passing Opened it for me I had never known what i need Or heard what you really meant By saying that i live a house That would collapse By any minute to come As if wahed away by that same flood No more can time bring mercy, forgiveness, Than ghosts can choose their houses to haunt Or time be disarmed Like a weapon to standstill From these shores of time we'll be Exiled into a place where things Obey rules laid down Laws that they are heavy like walls of stone