In the distance
far off room
Mr. Clock chimes
reminding me that
I am aging
not by moment
nor by accident
but by hour
and these days
which used to
carry such weight
now only matter
when I hear
Mr. Clock call
another hour gone
In the distance
far off room
Mr. Clock chimes
reminding me that
I am aging
not by moment
nor by accident
but by hour
and these days
which used to
carry such weight
now only matter
when I hear
Mr. Clock call
another hour gone