Time And Wasted Bullets (Children 18:3)

I guess, I imagined them myself When no one was looking And even though the words came from my pen As yet I haven't the meaning Vex me not in truth or lie By cross and fish or dove Someone's keeping secrets here It feels like an inside job Maybe, if I tried just a little bit harder Oh, time and wasted bullets Oh, we tried Maybe if I could escape through one more night I would then feel at home But looking again revealed A pole hanging a serpent One hundred years flew by in a moment And all was unimportant Will you question who I am? Would you counter these perceptions? I don't claim to have the answers here But I can give you directions But even if I try just a little bit harder Oh, time and wasted bullets Oh, we tried Maybe if I could escape through one more night I would then feel at home I said, "Please, let me try just to wait through one more night Maybe then I'd be home" Oh, time and wasted bullets Oh, nothing here is as it should be Oh, in time we'll make it through this Oh, in time Maybe if I could escape through one more night I would then feel at home I said, "Please, let me try just to wait through one more night Maybe then I'd be home"