Lyrics: Pilate. Endgame.

Lying here tonight
Lying here tonight it's all you think of
Parading through these lights
And falling from these heights it's all you think of

For chance has laid its cold hand
On your shoulder
It's now your right to watch falling sands
You're getting older

Suddenly surprised
Suddenly surprised by these mires
It's a funny thing this life
You're catching up with time, do you tire?
You were caught by the window