when shadows fall, he'll close his eyes
  to hear the clocks unwind
  powerless to leash the hands of time
    kindoms fall, the earth revolves
  the rain will come this spring
  and nothing he could say would change a thing
    seven wonders crowed the man
  knowing six are gone
  and how the great illusion lingers on
    he cant enfold, the sun or moon
  or wind within his hand
  but count the times he'll shout the great i am
    with all the while, a pontiff smile
  veiling his disgrace
  at never owning more than second place
    seven wonders crowed the man
  knowing six are gone
  and how the great illusion lingers on
    [instrumental]
    seven wonders crowed the man
  knowing six are gone
  and how the great illusion lingers
  while the sad confusion lingers
  all the while illusion lingers on