[Mister Bent]

The wind and I, we speak the same, but he don’t hear so well.
You’re gonna have to curse him,
Well you’re gonna have to yell.
The sky and I, we’ve had our fights and I’m coming round to rain,
If the rain come round and it don’t come out, then I’ll never have to speak again,
I can tick tick tick tick tick tick tick away.
Another second lost with every fallen grain.
Can tick tick tick tick tick tick tick away.
Another second lost with every fallen grain.

The captain's got his boots on and he’s heading out the door,
Leaving his lady alone thinkin' "He don’t love me no more."
He’s done with all this bullshit,
He’s going back to war,
If Heaven is as Heaven does,
then this is Hell for sure...
And he’ll tick tick tick tick tick tick tick away.
Another second lost with every fallen grain.
He’ll tick tick tick tick tick tick tick away.
Another second lost with every fallen grain.