This is the clock upon the wall
 This is the story of us all
 This is the first sound of a newborn child,
 Before he starts to crawl
 This is the war that's never won
 This is a soldier and his gun
 This is the mother waiting by the phone,
 Praying for her son
 [bad word] 
 Pictures of you, pictures of me
 Hung upon your wall for the world to see
 Pictures of you, pictures of me
 Remind us all of what we used to be

 There is a [bad word] that cures it all
 Blocked by the governmental wall
 We are the scientists inside the lab,
 Just waiting for the call
 This earthquake weather has got me shaking inside
 I'm high up and dry
 [bad word] 

 Confess to me, every secret moment
 Every stolen promise you believed
 Confess to me, all that lies between us
 All that lies between you and me

 We are the boxers in the ring
 We are the bells that never sing
 There is a title we can't win no matter
 How hard we might swing