Clockwise
Matt McNish
GENRE Someone said
“I’m not surprised,”
Then came the laughter
Right on time
From the first floor
With their drinks
From the kitchen
Up through the sink
Through to me
I’m washing my dishes
I’m starting to think…
It’s great that I can be somewhere
No one knows you
It’s great that I can be somewhere
And think about you
To think about you even where
No one knows you
But why’d I have to go so far
Just to think about you?
No one knows me…
Feeling never
Came out right
When you asked me
To describe
Open window
Late at night
Drunk on wine
And coffee now
A clementine
I’m caught in the moonlight
All hung up on time
The only hands on me tonight
Are spinning clockwise
How far a thing can find itself
Approaching sunrise
Gone further now with every night
The urges and the vines, those friends of mine
By sleight of hand my memory
Congeals the pain of life and takes our time
Says, “If you can believe it
There’s beauty in strife
So do it over and over
And over.”
“Start it over and over
And over
You’re getting older and older
And older
Older and older and older…”
“I’m not surprised,”
Then came the laughter
Right on time
From the first floor
With their drinks
From the kitchen
Up through the sink
Through to me
I’m washing my dishes
I’m starting to think…
It’s great that I can be somewhere
No one knows you
It’s great that I can be somewhere
And think about you
To think about you even where
No one knows you
But why’d I have to go so far
Just to think about you?
No one knows me…
Feeling never
Came out right
When you asked me
To describe
Open window
Late at night
Drunk on wine
And coffee now
A clementine
I’m caught in the moonlight
All hung up on time
The only hands on me tonight
Are spinning clockwise
How far a thing can find itself
Approaching sunrise
Gone further now with every night
The urges and the vines, those friends of mine
By sleight of hand my memory
Congeals the pain of life and takes our time
Says, “If you can believe it
There’s beauty in strife
So do it over and over
And over.”
“Start it over and over
And over
You’re getting older and older
And older
Older and older and older…”
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