The Clock

by nikj   Jul 6, 2006


Tick tock tick tock
alone in this house
no room to escape

tick tock tick tock
the dirty glass windows
the old wooden floors

tick tock tick tock
the walls that can\'t speak
the doors that stay closed

tick tock tick tock
through the house
oh, hear the echo

tick tock tick tock
bong bong bong....

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