I've been whiling the time away
No conversation required
A wall of silence sort of say
Neither proud nor strong headed
There's no harm in resign
Nor to leave in exil
This is my bottom line
My bottom line
Beside the glow of our leaving day
There's too much I could not say
The dark crows left us cold and grey
We should raise Caïn
And let us cut to the chase
I've been whiling the time away
No conversation required
