Continental - The Torch lyrics

rate me

Wash away, all the lines in your face

That show how you’ve aged

It’s a long way down

Your back’s been broken, you can’t make the rounds

Tables turn, like legacy fades into a pile of dirt

On your knees, yeah pray to the maker, calls to the blade

[Chorus]

And turn back the hands on the clock

You're a bitter old man who's done nothing but work

Your hands to the bone on assembly lines

You've grown cold to the touch of the ones that you love

Your ignorance is something you can't over come

But you've passed it on down and that's something much worse

For a bitter young man is now taking your torch

Silent scorn, you've taken it out on the ones you adore

Inside rage, they've left you before but they'll come back again

They'll pray for you but their prays fall deaf on the god that you choose

Forced amends, well it's something you'll die with but it goes on for them

[Chorus]

And turn back the hands on the clock

You're a bitter old man who's done nothing but work

Your hands to the bone on assembly lines

You've grown cold to the touch of the ones that you love

Your ignorance is something you can't over come

But you've passed it on down and that's something much worse

For a bitter young man is now taking your torch.