Memoirs from a Clockman

Can you repeat yourself?
I've been dying just to hear her name
I am older now
And I have let some things slip away

Tell me of melodies
A flashback to the songs that were sung
A stoop boy's serenity
When we would throw out our voices for fun

But now there's way too much pressure to write a great chorus,
So I'll just write verses instead
And when my stories get senile and boring remember my best when I'm dead

Why'd the have to kill this view?
I thought this city could lead you to my mind
Honey was it '52
When you still had some blue in your eyes?
A million years and a thousand miles
I wonder if she's still alive

You never felt pressured
to write a great chorus,
You sang me verses instead
Sustained in my memory
Are your tears, my envy,
The songs that you'd sing before bed

I'm stuck in a clock shop
Where I can't make time stop
This ringing won't stop until I die
I remember our old ways
All 6 kids birthdays
The night that I made you mine

I can't make time stop
I can't make time stop this time