The Man That Knew Too Much Silverchair

[Verse 1]
There was a man who knew too much
With a panic attack mind but a chance to numb
His golden touch, to ignore the will of time
Had me struck down open to the fact
I was standing in a line with a broken occupation on my back

[Chorus]
Time is not a moment we're letting slip away
There's nothing left to say it's changing everyday
The way I'm thinking in different shades of grey
It's not enough to say that this is my love

[Verse 2]
He had the anti midas touch
Temporary state of mind
But a chance to die enhances growth
Now I'm trembling all the time
Stumble round making faces on the scene
Scene what what
Stumble round make your faces on your own

[Chorus]
Time is not a moment we're letting slip away
There's nothing left to say it's changing everyday
The way I'm thinking in different shades of grey
It's not enough to say that this is my love