Prisioner of the Clock
Tick tock, tick tock
The clock is a wall
Glue on the seat
A prisoner to the room
drives everyone crazy
Tick, tick, tick without the tock
Waiting for buds to bloom
Black hands hiding the two
A dare to resist
A call of the mist
A call to free us all
The shine of the sun
Chirp of birds
Peace depends on me
Tick tock, tick tock
A broken lock
Too scared to climb the wall
So I watched it fall