Blow to the Head

How can he win this time? "Climb another mountain?", he said There ain't no calling time, like a sudden blow to the head Oh, this ain't gonna change the way it feels, in a God awful place like this He stumbles down as he falls to the ground, to the ground Crashes into the wall Not a sound, not a sound Doesn't feel, doesn't see Listens to the cold wind's chime, as the silence whispers his name With glass strewn stairs outside, to guide his way on home again Oh, this ain't gonna change the way it feels, in a God awful place like this He stumbles down as he falls to the ground, to the ground He crashes into the wall Not a sound, not a sound doesn't feel, doesn't see Time waits enough to know that, days and nights and weeks gone Bad faith and no beginning, days and nights and weeks gone He stumbles down as he falls to the ground, to the ground Crashes into the wall Not a sound, not a sound doesn't feel, doesn't see How can he win this time?, "climb another mountain?" he said There ain't no calling time, just a blow to the head