Dance With Clocks
I feel my time is fadin'
Don't let go just keep on chasin'
I can't shake this funny feelin'
Someone's gone and done some stealin'
Oh
I dance with hands of clocks
They hold me tight then break their locks
And tell me wait but I feel numb
Just waiting for my time to come
Come
Don't think
That these promises were truthful
They'll be wasted by the youthful
So they say
Oh
I'll say this times my last
But something tells me nothings passed
I'll try and move both to and from
This spot but change will never
Come
Don't let go just keep on chasin'
I can't shake this funny feelin'
Someone's gone and done some stealin'
Oh
I dance with hands of clocks
They hold me tight then break their locks
And tell me wait but I feel numb
Just waiting for my time to come
Come
Don't think
That these promises were truthful
They'll be wasted by the youthful
So they say
Oh
I'll say this times my last
But something tells me nothings passed
I'll try and move both to and from
This spot but change will never
Come
Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Feldman
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