[Verse 1] Time is moving without end Hands on clocks go round the bend Grey clouds, white, pass in the sky Like time itself, just floating by A sound of nothing fills the void Like Hollywood stars on celluloid Blinded vision in a fog-filled air Moving by on a wing and a prayer [Pre-Chorus] Turn and bend Naught to mend I will be As you will be [Chorus] Officious, or pernicious, or sagacious Deleterious, perfidious, loquacious Facetious, or judicious, or precocious Multifarious, lugubrious, ambitious [Verse 2] Signs of the future, in the past Along with the present, a sharp contrast Illusions of a state of mind Front and back ,intrinsic, entwined How deep is the hole that a square should fit Or a spheroid in the darkest pit The shape of all things, even so The present has nowhere to go [Pre-Chorus] Turn and bend Naught to mend I will be As you will be [Chorus] Officious, or pernicious, or sagacious Deleterious, perfidious, loquacious Facetious, or judicious, or precocious Multifarious, lugubrious, ambitious [Instrumental] [Verse 3] Life in death or death in life The paradox of the twisted knife You may say, to be, or not to be In a raging, boiling, bubbling sea The canvas of the empty mind Where nothing's heard, the mind is blind To comtemplate the state of time Further, in itself to climb [Pre-Chorus] Turn and bend Naught to mend I will be As you will be [Chorus] Officious, or pernicious, or sagacious Deleterious, perfidious, loquacious Facetious, or judicious, or precocious Multifarious, lugubrious, ambitious.... [Outro] (Officious, or pernicious, or sagacious) (Deleterious, perfidious, loquacious).... (Facetious, or judicious, or precocious) (Multifarious, lugubrious, ambitious)
