i see you walking down the hall
with your friends
i watch you from a distance
you don't notice
because i'm no one
and you'll never see me

"your move."

it was silent.

quietly, she studied the board. she lighty placed her fingers upon the bishop.

as they sat in the dim room, nothing could be heard. there were no children playing outside. there were no guests gossiping in the living room. there was nothing.

a few seconds passed, then she took a deep breath.

"i can't do this."

she removed her hand from the board to wipe away tears as her head slumped down into her knees. she shook violently, but there was nothing that he could do.

the game was over.

Christmas bells will not be jingling this year
Because blood will be dripping down our wrists

This Christmas
I hope to wake up
In the arms of my Saviour

welcome to the joy electric land museum.
on your tour, you will discover mountains,
hills, and trees made of candy.
you will encounter unicorns and fairies.
you might even catch a glimpse of the king.
prepare your heart and mind for all things make believe.
we hope you enjoy your stay.

verse1:
entropy says we won't make it
science proves we're falling apart
statistics show the odds are against us
but i refuse to be a number

this time i'll use the right equation
our love will grow exponentially
the sky's too small to be our limit
we'll continue on past infinity

bridge:
probability becomes our worst enemy
probability becomes our worst enemy

chorus:
i'll fight (i'll fight)
against the arms of the clock
turn back the time
and make you mine

i'll fight (i'll fight)
against the arms of the clock
turn back the time
and make you mine again

verse2:
our love is not imaginary
our love is not complex
our love is not irrational
our love is real (our love is real)

our love is not imaginary
our love is not complex
our love is not irrational
our love is real (our love is real)

bridge:
probability becomes our worst enemy
probability becomes our worst enemy

chorus:
i'll fight (i'll fight)
against the arms of the clock
turn back the time
and make you mine

i'll fight (i'll fight)
against the arms of the clock
turn back the time
and make you mine again