Carbon Leaf

Clockwork

Carbon Leaf


A monster used to chase me 
used to jump from the top of my stairs 
I used to sit in the rain on the wet leaves 
On top of the shed roof (if my mother knew) 
The clock on the wall has a good time with my time 
The rainstorming brainstorm is on its way 
The pale color of the door that's seen everything before 
But just from only one side 
No warning, history rears it's ugly head 
(Stepped on it's tale) 
Still running from what I chase 
The lesson learned has come so frail 
The clock has fallen and the cuckoo's calling 
And the blackbirds congregate and shuffle their wings 
I'm on the wire and they call me a liar 
But this time I'm going to sing 
Big words escapefakerapeescape 
Just how I feel 
My textureless history I store in a textured bag 
(It's painted real fine) 
Your serious laughing, infectious clapping 
Still a beat behind 

Let's get to the root of the matter I have no roots 
No matter I'll grow my own 
Quitting's easier time is greasier 
Slipping from the metranome 
Big words bad time 
yeahyeahyaeh