"Slow Cruel Hands Of Time" lyrics

Bidin' of time
Gettin' stuck in my mind
There's a boat to row
Two hours later
Back in my neighborhood where everything just stopped
It still looks the same
They remember my name, steppin' in for a cup full
There's a big city man
I used to rumble with him back in high school

The slow cruel hands of time
Turn you into molten lava, oh my

Piece on the ride
You can stop for a while, look out for a policeman
There's no street lamps
Only three buildings and one of them's vacant
It's taking all day
The pack's feeling heavy and soon enough
Backwards down the mountain
The axle is grindin', pull into the wrong drive

The sky is in the yard
String cotton candy in the fall
Slow kind are hard to fall
Sometimes I don't want it at all
I've done this so long
Something I hardly know
Slow long

Finally up the pieces disrupted and the birds fly
Trapped for a moment
The sheriff's department got the wrong guy
The town is revealed the lone
Visible winds through the fog

The slow cruel hands of time
Turning you back into a child