Hands

I'm still just trying to collect my thoughts
 Trying to connect the dots from one to
 I wish that I could turn the hands of time
 Oh
 I remember skies of dust
 I remember leaflets falling from
 Try as I might
 I wish that I could turn the hands of time
 Back before the Rubicon
 Before it all went wrong
 The round for round for round
 For every blow and parry
 This pound for pound for pound
 Is far too much to carry
 And I can hear
 I still hear the ringing in my ears
 Oh
 Oh my God
 I wish that I could turn the hands of time
 Oh my God
 I wish that I could turn the hands of time
 Oh my God
 I wish that I could turn the hands of time
 I'm still just trying to collect my thoughts
 Trying to connect the dots from one to