It’s My Time - Filter

This time

These hills

Will march along and forget the kill

Oh Lord, it’s my time

Rest now

Sleep time

Close your eyes, breathe in the night

Oh Lord, it’s my time

Please, please, not me

But it’s my time

Blinking,

Hold the warmth

Hangman has eyes of stone

Oh Lord, it’s my time

We’re all torn

Withered and warm

Feel the breeze that blows

Oh Lord, it’s my time

Please, please, not me

Please, please, not me

It’s my time

But it’s my time

It’s my time