Silverchair The Man That Knew Too Much song lyrics

There was a man who knew too much

With a panic attic mind but a chance to numb

His golden touch to ignore the will of time

Had me struck down open to the fact

I was standing in a line with a broken occupation on my back

Time is not a moment we're letting slip away

There's nothing left to say it's changing everyday

The way I'm thinking in different shades of grey

It's not enough to say that this is my love

He had the anti midas touch

Temporary state of mind

But a chance to die enhances growth

Now I'm trembling all the time

Stumble round making faces on the scene

Scene what what

Stumble round make your faces on your own

Time is not a moment we're letting slip away

There's nothing left to say it's changing everyday

The way I'm thinking in different shades of grey

It's not enough to say that this is my love

I'm not you're mocking bird

That sings your cellar song

She got a paper run

You're compensated

Can we all gather round on the scene

Can we all move around on our own

Are ya a mover shaker all alone

Time is now

The moment don't let it slip away

Time is not a moment we're letting slip away

There's nothing left to say it's changing every day

The way I'm thinking in different shades of grey

It's not enough to say

Time is not a moment we're letting slip away

There's nothing left to say but this is my love

I'm not you're mocking bird

That sings your cellar song

She got a paper run to write you letters wrong