Track Insight / Lyrics
He ticks and tocks, a steady pace
In the workshop, time and space
Gears and springs, a hidden dance
In his hands, a second chance
Neon puddles, streets alive
Clockwork heart, he keeps it tied
To moments lost, to memories gone
Chasing time, till morning's dawn
Dusty photos, faded dreams
Worn-out faces, silent screams
The clock keeps ticking, ever on
A symphony of shadows, dawn
Empty benches, lonely souls
Sharing stories, buying roles
He listens close, with knowing eyes
A silent witness, to their lies
Neon puddles, streets alive
Clockwork heart, he keeps it tied
To moments lost, to memories gone
Chasing time, till morning's dawn
A rusty key, a hidden door
Leading back, to what's in store
A winding path, a labyrinth
He searches there, for his next fix
One last glance, before he fades
Into the night, the city glades
The clockwork heart, starts to unwind
Leaving echoes, of a lost kind
Neon puddles, streets alive
Clockwork heart, he keeps it tied
To moments lost, to memories gone
Chasing time, till morning's dawn
