He was shaking the dust from his shoes as he left there
And distraught at the day for not coming his way
But the clock on his wall said he had it all wrong
"You can't run from my hand, I will follow you"
Tick from this clock we are signing away
insult to moments in store for today
Requested reactions rewind and replay
Fast forward my ending don't push me away
Tick-Tock time has gone wrong
Tick-Tock time is all gone
He was old for a boy and young for a man
Caught somewhere between both worlds without command
Tick from this clock we are signing away
Insult to moments in store for today
Friday, April 11, 2008
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