When there's nowhere else to run

Is there room for one more son

One more son

If you can hold on

If you can hold on, hold on

I wanna stand up, I wanna let go

You know, you know - no you don't, you don't

I wanna shine on in the hearts of men

I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand

Another head aches, another heart breaks

I am so much older than I can take

And my affection, well it comes and goes

I need direction to perfection, no no no no

Help me out

Yeah, you know you got to help me out

Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner

You know you got to help me out

And when there's nowhere else to run

Is there room for one more son

These changes ain't changing me

The cold-hearted boy I used to be

Yeah, you know you got to help me out

Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner

You know you got to help me out, yeah.

You're gonna bring yourself down

Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down

Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier

Yeah, you know you got to help me out

Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner

You know you got to help me out, yeah.

You're gonna bring yourself down, yeah.

You're gonna bring yourself down

Yeah, oh don't you put me on the back burner

You're gonna bring yourself down

Yeah, you're gonna bring yourself down

Over and out, last call for sin

While everyone's lost, the battle is won

With all these things that I've done

All these things that I've done

If you can hold on

If you can hold on...

hold on

Shiny Shadow

Qué es el tiempo. Es una de las mayores certezas del ser humano. Lo podemos medir, comprobar sus efectos en nuestro cuerpo y en nuestra mente, aunque es probable que esto ultimo no sea del todo cierto; pues nadie puede asegurar que la mente cambie por el tiempo en si, y no por las experiencias que vivimos durante nuestra vida. El tiempo es un ladrón, un tesoro imposible de acumular, probablemente el mas preciado. ¿De qué le sirve todo el tiempo del mundo a una persona infeliz, desgraciada o enferma? Aunque solo fuera para tener una oportunidad eterna de encontrar la felicidad, de paliar su dolor...el tiempo es un misterio. ¿Qué es la vida eterna? ¿es acaso la ausencia de tiempo? ¿Cómo puede no haber tiempo? Lo que está claro es que el tiempo es una realidad, aunque tal vez sea una realidad diseñada por el hombre, porque la necesitamos para entender todo lo demás