GREG GRAFFIN LYRICS - The Watchmaker's Dial

"The Watchmaker's Dial"



Oh, yonder stands the prophet, words are music to our ears,

But down among the sinners, only pain and sweat and tears



The sermon soothes the simple but the rest are rapt with fear,

Oh no, too late to hold a trial, time doesn't wait for the watchmaker's dial



In the best laid plans of history lie the ruins of the past

And a chronicle of suffering shows the mythic pall they cast



To believe is true religion but to see is truth at last

Oh no, too late to hold a trial, time doesn't wait for the watchmaker's dial



Time doesn't wait for the watchmaker's dial