Grandfather Clock

Tick, Tock, Tick.. The pendulum swings back And drains away Another drop Of my sanity Tock, Tick, Tock.. The pendulum swings forth And drains away Another drop Of my mind Tick, Tock, Tick.. How long must I stare? Until it all stops? Until I am freed? Until next time I’ll stand? Tock, Tick, Tock.. My mind is a prison Yet still, I can’t move Not until it stops Until I’m released Tick, Tock, Tick.. Maybe if I died The clock would stop ticking I’ll finally be free From this way I’ve been living Tock, Tick, Tock.. But how can I die If I can’t even move? I can do nothing but stare In the eyes of my captor Tick, Tock, Tick.. I’m still so young Why am I here? Fixed on a grandfather clock What’s happened to me? Why must I keep hearing Tock, Tick, Tock.. My mind is a prison My clock is a prison I long to break free. Tick, Tock, Tick..