Intro : ... Wash away... All the lines on 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. The tables are turned as the litany goes... You're a rotten old man who'll be covered in dirt. On your knees... and pray to the maker that caused you to bleed. [Rerfrain :] 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 the assembly lines You've grown cold to the touch of the ones that you love Ignorance is something you can't overcome but you've past it on down and that's something much worse For a bitter young man... is now taking the torch For a bitter young man... is now taking the 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 with all their love... But this time your indifference just can't be excused. Forced amends... Well it's something you'll die with but it goes on for them. [Rerfrain] ...