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Speaking to broken clocks
Both things and people close their eyes
Entirely a dream, and...
I want to remember to wake up
Both you and I have worn our words out and...
Have looked back on a suffering memory
It's all rubbish
Before and after and nothing at all
HOLY FALLIN'
Winds of temperment will be the sands of fate
HOLY FALLIN'
Waking up both our souls
Speaking to broken clocks
Speaking to broken clocks
Speaking to broken clocks
Staring at broken clocks