The pendulum has become detached,
The mechanism moves to fast.
Hands race around the face,
Time is out of place.
My antique clock’s eratic chime,
All is not fine.
The wooden case gleams,
But something has gone awry with the machine.
The pendulum has become detached,
The mechanism moves to fast.
Hands race around the face,
Time is out of place.
My antique clock’s eratic chime,
All is not fine.
The wooden case gleams,
But something has gone awry with the machine.