Friday, August 31, 2007

Clockwork

Can't stop the clickin' in my head,

I'll try to stay calm instead.

It's crazy all the tics and the tocs,

wonder if my head really is a clock.

Hold my head with both my hands

I can only imagine: no one understands

It's the engine that’s inside, it keeps pushin' everything behind.

Don't want to remember or I don't know what

but it feels kind of silly with the tic and the toc.

Even if I hold it steady I won't resist

tell you the truth? I know the feeling will never desist.

Is it the sights or is it the sounds that my brain wants to kill

I really don't get it maybe I’ll just take a pill.

Everyone says ‘no man’ but they don't know what it's like

to have a clock instead of my mind.

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