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• Artiste: Neal Peterson
• Titre: I Wind My Clocks
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Here I sit, I wind my clocks and wait in line If only the truth was free, I'd set them to a date and time We're floating alone inside this tragedy, this majesty And here I sit, I wind my clocks and wait in line The time has come, we know by now who built this house Their hands are cupped with blood, the innocence fell in the flood And I don't care about your rhetoric, your dogma makes me sick That's why I sit, I wind my clocks and wait in line Still Alice Parker loves you She's been trying so hard just to tell you She stood up for what was the truth I'll never forget September I'll try and always remember the stories from long ago And I hope you're living your life well It doesn't really matter cause I'll see you in hell (Thanks to jonas bizzo for these lyrics)