Time is a gun
Laid on the table
and you pace around
with a crazy grin
Rush of blood just in time
turn the gears in your mind
Everything just like clockwork
Everything just like clockwork
Time is a road
In a foreign country
and we drive around
and we miss the signs
the sun is shining in your eyes
the strangers on the driver’s side
Everything just like clockwork
Everything just like clockwork
close to you
never been so close to you
never been so intertwined
so aligned
Everything just like clockwork
Everything just like clockwork