He sits in a vinyl booth seat
Where coffee and old grease both meet
His fingers are shaking and thin
The shaking is where it begins
Oh the mainspring is snapped in the gear
The ticking is all he can hear
He counts every second that flies
With heavy and hollow blue eyes
He carries a brass plated tool
A boy who played fast and played fool
The diner is cold as a stone
He sits in the middle alone
Oh the mainspring is snapped in the gear
The ticking is all he can hear
He counts every second that flies
With heavy and hollow blue eyes
The rain hits the window like grit
He watches the cigarette lit
The clock on the wall has a lean
The worst kind of failure he's seen
Oh the mainspring is snapped in the gear
The ticking is all he can hear
He counts every second that flies
With heavy and hollow blue eyes
He tries to align every wheel
But gold cannot soften the steel
The morning is coming too fast
The first hour is always the last
Oh the mainspring is snapped in the gear
The ticking is all he can hear
He counts every second that flies
With heavy and hollow blue eyes
Just a broken spring.
Hear the metal ring.
