Caught up in a tangle and rhyme
What will I find
The masters of fate are left behind
Tied up in knots at the end of time
No more straws to draw
They’re at the end of the line
Run out of time
At the end of the line
Run out of time
Caught up in a tangle and rhyme
What will I find
The masters of fate are left behind
Tied up in knots at the end of time
No more straws to draw
They’re at the end of the line
Run out of time
At the end of the line
Run out of time