He marks his time, he marks his time, he marks his time
\nOn the wall now, on the wall now
\nHe watches time, he watches time, he watches time
\nEvery day now, all the day now
\nHe waits for her, he waits for her, he waits for her
\nOn that day now, on that day now
\nTouch her hand, touch her hand, touch her hand
\nThrough the glass, but…he can’t smell her
\nPlease…please…please<\/p>\n
Copyright 1995, Blanche Fury<\/p>\n
*************************************************** He marks his time, he marks his time, he marks his time On the wall now, on the wall now He watches time, he watches time, he watches time Every day now, all the day now He waits for her, he waits for her, he waits for her On that day now, on that day […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":121,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-140","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blanchefury.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/140","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blanchefury.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blanchefury.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blanchefury.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blanchefury.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=140"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/blanchefury.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/140\/revisions"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blanchefury.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/121"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blanchefury.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=140"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\n<Liner note><\/strong>: We wrote this song after playing gigs at a couple of Texas prisons. The repetition in the lyrics conveys the absolute boredom we imagined these guys experience every day, while the dynamics of the music hopefully conveys their frustration. Some men and women, believe it or not, are in prison accused of crimes they did not commit. Thankfully, new technology continues to set some of them free.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"