VERSE ONE:
i've been thinking;
time crosses time crosses time
i've been sinking;
for a long long time, and the sky
i gazed at, became my best friend
needless to say nothing 'cause words don't exist in space and non-human beings
i can tell more than what you let on
'cause you were my friend when no one else was
PRE-CHORUS ONE:
there's something in me that can't explode
there is an undisclosed discovery that only i know
there is a path that will, for sure, lead me back home
there is a life i may live for myself, and my soul
CHORUS:
because to exist is not enough
if i can't soar with the wings of love
i relied on my wishes being granted on a shooting star
if this is love then i want all of it
not enough to carry in my arms and walk away
is this the purpose of our existence?
is love the art of living?
VERSE TWO:
yes we may be alone as we, come
along we'll go
but with us, we take our love
so spend it when you're broke
lend it without hope
of being payed in kind
steps to take, troubles to feign
is there not just a moment we can lose it all in?
split apart and I'll pick all the pieces up
'cause you gave me home and shelter when no one was near
PRE-CHORUS TWO:
"kindness comes at a price"
is what we've been led to beLieve
but if you could Leave behind anything,
what would it be?
the baggage of your past, or the scars that never healed?
take a deep breath and, step over the ledge
that... leads to tomorrow
you'll start and close the chapter for sure
(CHORUS)
BRIDGE:
there is some truth in seeing the world first before it was built
but there are still...
paths to cross, air to walk in,
clouds to soar, boats to row
braids to plait, coins to throw,
games to play, pits to dig, grass to mow
threads to patch, stories to tell,
the will to help, hands to hold,
hearts to mend, forests to tread,
love to lend
mouths to feed, thirst to quench,
words to weave and letters to send
there's still... your breath, your senses
a body to hold, till it grows old
i'm starting to let my wishes float away
i'm learning to make peace with what couldn't stay
and i need you to do the same
(CHORUS)
OUTRO:
i don't want much more
than a hand to hold
yours in my own
YOU ARE READING
CLOCKWORK.
شِعرtravel back in time with me - dedicated to the times when my heart was overflowing with love.
