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After the Ball

Johnny Cash

The Rambler

1977

to fall
The blinds are drawn and I have turned the clock-face to the wall
I'll be waiting for you after the ball

Loving you is sweet addiction, I need only

and art for the wicked
Everywhere I go, there's a clock face ticking
Fruit for the damned and art for the wicked
Everywhere I go, there's a clock face

Tick tock look at the clock face
Its time for the toxic erase
Who cares what happens to this place
We're gonna make it up to space
Tick tock look

my fun
Time faces a change
When the clock's face melts the sun

What could time possibly feel?
Are things fake or are they real?
Is life in front of me

Oh, ooh, oh
High up in a chamber
She painted pictures of the land that made her
Oh, ooh, oh
Shadowed by a clock face
The hands arrested

a wall for my
Broken clock face

Cemented the ceiling to feeling old ways
The image is filling in with my gall
But I'm tall, when I get involved
Pivot

my complacency
I cannot see
Puppeteer
Whisper in my ear
Show me indecency
I cannot see

Hear me my puppets and dance here on the clock-face
Look

clock
Face a mirror and change me

"So take some medication, let it do its job
You'll feel less and less like you're being chased by a mob"
If there's one

Capture it now, capture it now
Dig your claws in the clock face
I was finding out I was wondering how
I could stop my mind from winding down

All I

this place with a hurt

Reading letters of life
When I’m coming home
When I’m not alone
Reading the clock face of time
When I’m coming home
When I’m not

With every hour fleeting
The clock's face is fading away
With nothing to prove but so much to lose
I can't stand to watch you waste away 

I'm asleep

The hands around the clock face creep
La de da de da de da
Til I'm so tired that I can't sleep
I feel like I've been to war

Life isn't short, but you'll find

your veins
Cause a new dose is on its way
A thousand miles from the clock face
I’ve been waiting for a sign
Your head is in the clouds and it’ll stay

This House Is Condemned

Pulp

Separations

1992

the moon
He sees the stars
For some romantic reason
Space, dome, door, wall, clock face
Space, time, place, floor, wall, door, roof
This is one small

Without falling either way
Hanging high above the clock face
While it ticks your life away

But time won't wait for you
While you sit and think it through

and a clocks face in my eye
Never been able to rest for more than
Were you quick enough now to see me sleep or shut my eyes

Chain me strap me down better

I miss the way we touch
Oh, you've been waiting for-
I don't recall the time
On the clock face anymore
Birds call to one another
Filling up space in

year once again its new year once again

Keep looking up to the clock face and see that time is moving on
Another look at each other
It's getting so

move at the same pace, I wanna get this right yeah
The hands on the clock face, forever turning with time

We've got a life to live, We're not done yet

don't know if I can turn a page
yeah

It feels so wrong the pressures on
I can't ignore it any longer
I turn my clock to face against the wall
This'll be

removed my spring
The winding mechanisms shot
The movement is unwound
Don't tick or tock or dare to make a sound

Hey Clock-face
Well, don't you ever

at The clock and I see it's face
I need space, tell me, what's the time and place
I'm sittin' here alone and I'm feelin' great I look at The clock and I see it's

Constellations

Enter Shikari

A Flash Flood Of Colour

2012

Packing the last few shirts into a bloated suitcase
The last glimpse of comfort and the ticking clock face
I swear those hands move faster every

our waving our hands
Tryna get a shot like it's 1963
We going round all hands no feet
Can't stop or they'll replace me
I got a clock where my face