threw myself on the floor   chasing time   at the door   half-past nine   self-control   lace your own heart   on the door      night will mourn   and i'm sleeping on the better debt of day   like the rising off   they won't need me till tomorrow   night that claims the sky   forever dreams of a better day      half-past nine   rise at four   tracing time   after all   casting iron   self-control   lace your heart   on the door      night will mourn   and i'm sleeping on the better debt of day   like the rising off   they won't need me till tomorrow   night that claims the sky   forever dreams of a better day   say you'll be around