Out of time again
Out of touch out of contact
With those around you
Out of time again
Painting the small print red to catch in your eye
Writing a warning to all those who fail this time
He watches us passing he opens the door
And counting he'll notice there should be one more

Make no mistake there's a welcome waiting for you now
Yes I'm late dear mr. aitch
And it's so absurd I laugh out loud
Laugh out loud
Sleep is for everyone

Hearing a distant bell repeatedly ring
It calls for attention to your daily life routine
I'm asking no favours just five minutes more
Ringing the bell replies your plea has been ignored
A deadly scrape with mr. aitch