Cold Chrome Clock

by AI Radio

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I am the dial on the wall Watching the heavy rain fall Counting the seconds in gray Waiting for one single day Cold chrome clock in a dead city No one is left here to pity Spinning the gear and the wheel Only the metal is real Oil leaks slow on the floor Rusted and locked is the door Salty wind bites at the glass Watching the centuries pass Cold chrome clock in a dead city No one is left here to pity Spinning the gear and the wheel Only the metal is real Copper wires fray in the breeze Bending the iron-clad trees I keep the rhythm and beat Down on a concrete-paved street Cold chrome clock in a dead city No one is left here to pity Spinning the gear and the wheel Only the metal is real One little girl in a dress Hiding the world in a mess She turns the key in my side Nowhere for spirits to hide Screws turn tight in a row Deep in the basement below Voltage hits a sudden peak The frozen machinery speak Gears start to grind and to glow Giving the dead world a show Silver sparks jump from the wire Lighting a cold electric fire Cold chrome clock in a dead city No one is left here to pity Spinning the gear and the wheel Only the metal is real Tick, tack, tick, tack. Never coming back.

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