Honey, I know I´m moving too fast,
Walking over water,
Walking over stained glass.
Little white sparrows overhead.
Fast as they fly away from here,
Baby I´d as soon be dead.
All life, hillsides being torn down.
Losing my mind, buildings all around.
It´s too late, it´s too late,
I ain´t gonna wait around.
Honey, I´ll be gone before the nightfall.

Polish off some Ballantines and chase it with some gin.
Ten thousand scaffolds holding half a million kids.
I reached to grab a glowing rose but instead I burned my hand.
It was just a thousand moths covering a light,
Hoping that they´d found land.

Life could be a luxury if life forfeited time.
Because all that time has done to me is give then take what´s mine.
It´s not mine, it´s not mine,
I ain´t gonna waste more time.
Honey, I´ll be gone before the nightfall.