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• Artiste: Sleeping At Last
• Titre: Clockwork
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There is glass between our touch, Phantom limbs of former love... And the truth is that I am so terrified That the callous is deeper Than the surface of our skin. And it takes us twice as long, It takes twice as long to heal. We'll lift up the ground to see The system of roots beneath. Gears turn, endlessly, To bring the world back to life Like clockwork, when it dies. The cadence of beating hearts, The clock of its moving parts Grows louder and louder From this restless earth... Future gardens wait patiently below And somehow we smell them blossom Through the snow. Still unsatisfied, We chase what we're denied. As generations wait, We can't resist the taste of possibility. Gears turn, endlessly, To bring us back to life again. Like clockwork, we begin