Untethered Heart

I've got an untethered heart and a ransacked mind I can bury a body that no one can find Time makes fools of us all, and conscience, cowards too Remember me when you pray; it's the least you can do Oh, are we not losing, are we not losing control? And how would we know? Retrieved from the wreckage, a vision of you A tick of the clock is a turn of the screw I can pack a bag quick, I can live on the run So few attachments for an only son Oh, are we not losing, are we not losing control? All my life, feeling like a gun at the ready A gun at the ready Oh, are we not losing, are we not losing control? Are we not losing, are we not losing control? Are we not losing, are we not losing control? And how would we know? How would we know?