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rooke5 - clockwork lyrics

on the sixty first minute of every p-ssing hour
i sit here deliberate wonder where the power comes
from, as the second hand on clock towers backward spun
contemplating all the time that the pendulum swung
let the continuum run, through the membranes and endgames
from memories won, now the epiphany’s gone
and it’s fallen by the wayside, insight manifested
and its shattered all of your pride, battered by the high tide
while swimming ash0r-, attempt to use this spare day to seek & explore
the horizon’s of the past and the future in store
for this week that has eight days, how you askin’ for more?
momentary bliss and inspirational thoughts
while your wasting away with a dysfunctional watch
the keeper of the courtyard extended his plot
to deceive you into twisting chronological knots
in the timeline of happiness, reality lost
until you finally realize that the turret has stopped

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one year and one day, so sick i wanna run away
now it’s one year and one day, come back and meet me half way
now it’s one year and one day, and these hand stop moving
one year and one day, let the time keep proving…

one year, one day in the 25th hour
the 53rd week, same d-mn clock tower
yet the hands haven’t moved, calibrations help you prove
that the timing is right, you got nothing to lose
then you ponder what to press no b-tton for snooze
they can’t provide you any service with your sweater and boots
minutes loosen the noose, of the movado you choose
when its choking your wrist cause i believe its abused
but it’s a ticking time bomb that’s not simply diffused
then the oscillator pushes and the powers removed
no hands pressing on so your worries improve
let the minutes turn to hours, find the time to let loose
then you turn on channel ten to discover the news
that a gear inside busted, restoration ensued
and all that’s let now is to tighten the screws
soon youre left to mull over how the present is used

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you had one day to change the three things you stand for
five words to say the sixth oath you swore
seven janky letters that led you to the eighth door
back to the elevator, up to the ninth floor
clock chimes ten the hands are moving again
and now your stuck wondering remembering when
you had an extra day, times were simpler then
but you took that time for granted it was foolishly spent
now you’re back in the routine, stuck in cement
so if you get an extra chance you don’t need my consent
to live it to the fullest with no life of regret
but don’t take my word even ben can attest

[chorus]

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