Minute Land

I've been pierced by the sword of Venus
 And I've loved with a limp ever sense
 There's no bandages that fit
 There's no bandages for this
 Times of silence they bring out my weakness
 Floods of memories circle my head
 Painting pictures right on me
 Of a life I didn't see
 I'm running your race
 Came in second place
 I turn the minute hand
 Pretend that nothing's wrong
 I turn the minute hand
 To prove that life moves on
 In a minute land that's all and you'd be gone
 I am down in the deepest of trenches
 Mining for strength to believe
 You're a great thief stealing from me
 Leaving black holes in my dreams
 I'm running your race
 Came in second place
 I turn the minute hand
 Pretend that nothing's wrong
 I turn the minute hand
 To prove that life moves on
 In a minute land that's all and you'd be gone
 In a minute land I wouldn't be your pawn
 You've really messed this up
 When does it ever stop