I spend my days with a tiny wheel
Sanding the brass and the polished steel
But now I'm trapped in a jungle green
The strangest place that I've ever seen
I'm tangled up in the garden glass
Watching the heavy minutes pass
My fingers shake in the humid heat
While the clockwork heart begins to beat
The vines are wrapping around my wrist
A humid haze and a velvet mist
The panes are cracked and the roof is torn
A jagged edge where the light is born
I'm tangled up in the garden glass
Watching the heavy minutes pass
My fingers shake in the humid heat
While the clockwork heart begins to beat
I try to wind up the mainspring tight
Under the glare of the midday light
The ivy grows through the silver gear
The sound of ticking is all I hear
Break the frame and let the air rush in
Where the metal ends and the leaves begin
Shatter the ceiling and feel the rain
Wash away the rust and the ancient stain
I see the shards on the muddy floor
I cannot find the heavy iron door
My apron's soaked and my boots are wet
A dizzy maze that I can't forget
I'm tangled up in the garden glass
Watching the heavy minutes pass
My fingers shake in the humid heat
While the clockwork heart begins to beat
The gears are turning in a slow design
I'm tracing out a crooked, green line
The clock is broken but the air is sweet
I feel the pulse in my tired feet
I'm tangled up in the garden glass
Watching the heavy minutes pass
My fingers shake in the humid heat
While the clockwork heart begins to beat
Just a crack in the pane
Wait for the rain
Tick, tick, tick.
