Words and Music: Bill Roper
Copyright 2008
The Sinister Walk
Time waits for no man,
No man but me.
Take hold of my hand
And you will see
(Chorus)
We’re going on the sinister walk,
Moving ‘tween the ticks of the clock,
Taking everything and we’re beating the odds
As we’re strolling round the planet like gods.
Walk down the sidewalk,
Weave through the crowd.
From tick until tock,
Time’s disallowed.
I am the master
Of time and space.
I’m moving faster.
I’ll win the race.
(Chorus)
If I should want it,
It will be mine.
No need to flaunt it
And I’ll be fine.
Leave them not knowing
That I exist.
When the breeze is blowing
I’ve vanished in the mist.
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
It’s cold and it’s lonely
Outside the bounds of time.
This one time only,
I’m asking you to cross the line.
(Chorus)
Time waits for no man,
No man but me.
Take hold of my hand
And you will see.
(Chorus twice)
And we’re going on the sinister walk.