Time Heals All Wounds

Time must be sleeping Because all is quite Nothing really matters unless it's a fight Time must be sleeping Because all is quite I must be dreaming Because all is right I die in the night Just to be born again Just a cycle in me All's the same But everything's new I try to make things right But there's not much to do So what's the point of it all Life's just an empty hall Time must be sleeping Because all is quite Nothing really matters unless it's a fight Time must be sleeping Because all is quite I must be dreaming Because all is right I can't say where the road points It's all the same direction When you're not there to see No matter where you run You'll always end at someone's gun So why try to run at all When no matter Life's just an empty hall