I feel like I'm pounding on a big door No one can hear me knocking I feel like I'm falling flat to the floor No one can catch me from falling The hourglass has no more grains of sand My watch has stopped no more turning hands The crew have abandoned ship The lights are on but no one is in Take it to the bridge Throw it overboard See if it can swim Back up to the shore No one's in the house Everyone is out All the lights are on And the blinds are down
I feel like I'm calling on a telephone No one can hear the ringing I feel like I'm running up a steep hill No one can stop me from running The hourglass has no more grains of sand My watch has stopped no more turning hands The little hand shakes it's fist The face is hanging out on a spring
The hourglass has no more grains of sand Little red grains of sand My watch has stopped no more turning hands Little green neon hands
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