Clocks Songtext
von Crimson Roots

Faint ticks in the distance
A rhythm that never fades

The silence hums, a faint reply
A clock unwinds beneath the sky

Wander through this fleeting day
Time slips past in quiet decay
The ground is worn, the air feels thin
Each step marks where I′ve never been


Paths stretch out like fractured glass
Mirrors of moments I can't surpass
No start, no end, just endless flow
Bound by what I′ll never know

Hours rush like rivers wild
Stealing dreams from the waiting child
Through the cracks, the light won't stay
It fades with every passing day

Strings pull tight, yet they don't bind
Whispers of the ticking mind

Turn away, but still it calls
A shadow that forever falls
No answers found, no truth, no flame
Just a pulse that feels the same

And when the clock no longer sings