The Tragedy of Being Late Songtext
von Godsnake

Pause to think, looking back
The things that have been done
Created and achieved to this day

Could have, would have, should have done
Doesn′t help at all
Doesn't turn back clock and time

No complains, no regrets
Just a clear gentle voice

The tragedy of being late
Burner on so many stages
Here in the theatre of life
Bittersweet and raw
Yeah... raw

A damn long list of pride and joy
A gallery of gain
Trophies stacked with satisfaction

Darker times appeared and passed
Left just little marks
Nothing really serious


Just the voice, always there
Keeps on singing the song

The tragedy of being late
Burner on so many stages
Here in the theatre of life
Bittersweet and raw
Bittersweet and raw

What would I give to start again with new decisions
Where would we be if we hadn′t missed the train
Why did it take so long to bring these roads together
I hate to realize we've lost much precious time... precious time

The tragedy of being late
Burner on so many stages
Here in the theatre of life
Bittersweet and raw

The tragedy of being late
Burner on so many stages
Here in the theatre of life
Bittersweet and raw
Yeah... raw