I have a clock inside
It tells me when to die
I keep it locked up tight
So no one tells my time
The rhythm of the hands
Follow the marching bands.
The gears and cogs and wheels
Are all my body feels
Chorus
And time keeps on ticking
And I keep on thinking
It must stop soon
But I’m simply wrong
Time is a fluid
And life is a Druid
Sacrificing seconds
That compose the song.
End Chorus
I have a clock inside
It tells me when to hide
I keep it wound up tight
So no one steals my rhyme
My timepiece plays an air
Lullaby soft and fair
I sleep to its sweet pulse
So my dreams are never false
