1000 Clocks
Last night a giant hand crawled over the city
Invisible, don't understand, how it could be so scary
Six numbers, small change, not sure it was worth it
The full moon faces the stranger, the moon cried down to the earth
The feeling was exponential, Plugging me in like a jukebox
Shes so Inconsequential, like the ticking of a thousand clocks
Last night a giant mouth, proved true the power of suggestion
Visible, clearly heard, It only left me to question,
When I'm confused, she's amused, you won't even find half a heart
I want to turn, I want to run, but I don't know where to start
The feeling was exponential, in disarray like a toolbox yea
She's so inconsequential, like the ticking of a thousand clocks
She takes it all in her stride,
I'm sure there's nothing left inside her
To make me that rich
What once was implied,
Is shouted from the rooftops, and my hands are tied
My hands are tied
And I'm never gonna be apart, of the lottery of your heart
I'm never gonna be apart, of the lottery of your heart
No no
No no
No no
No No No, Well I tore up my ticket so give me some credit
Last night a giant hand crawled over the city
Invisible, don't understand, how it could be so scary
Six numbers, small change, not sure it was worth it
The full moon faces the stranger, the moon cried down to the earth
The feeling was exponential, Plugging me in like a jukebox
Shes so Inconsequential, like the ticking of a thousand clocks
Last night a giant mouth, proved true the power of suggestion
Visible, clearly heard, It only left me to question,
When I'm confused, she's amused, you won't even find half a heart
I want to turn, I want to run, but I don't know where to start
The feeling was exponential, in disarray like a toolbox yea
She's so inconsequential, like the ticking of a thousand clocks
She takes it all in her stride,
I'm sure there's nothing left inside her
To make me that rich
What once was implied,
Is shouted from the rooftops, and my hands are tied
My hands are tied
And I'm never gonna be apart, of the lottery of your heart
I'm never gonna be apart, of the lottery of your heart
No no
No no
No no
No No No, Well I tore up my ticket so give me some credit
Last night a giant hand crawled over the city
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Writer(s): Jim Anderson, Michael Cunningham
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