Clock Tower
Set up the hour glass to slowly time us
Put it on its side and make it endless
Shake it up to add some minutes
Break the hour glass on the floor
Hear it shatter against the door
Watch the time fly out the window
Hear the grandfather clock start chiming
Tell me when did it start winding
Break the hands so the time remains
Show me how to stay the same
Take the hands point the direction
Walk the path of broken glass
Pick up the ruined pieces of the past
Why couldn't our time just last
How could it be so hard to grasp
Hear the clock stop and let a gasp
Watch the room slowly go black
Hold my hand please show me how I can get back
Find a window to climb out
The door is blocked no one can hear us shout
Climb down the clock tower to the ground
Keep it steady we'll soon be found
If you fall I've got your back
I'll be the spinal column that you lack
Because I know you'd do the same
As time runs out we go insane
Once we make it from the tower hight
Keep our time forever and hold it tight
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