Thom Yorke - The Clock | Текст песни

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• Thom Yorke
• The Clock

time is running out
for us
but you just move the hands up on the clock

you throw coins in the wishing well
with gold
you just move your hands upon the clock

it comes to you begging you to stop
wake up
and you just move your hands upon the clock
throw coins in wishing wells
for us
you make believe that you are still in charge