Inventing time stretched over the rim of a drum – o the silver rim.
Inventing light as silk for the sheets on the bed that we're sleeping in.

Inventing hues as words dripping onto your shoes.
Inventing spies as a choir in the back of your eyes.

And with a clockwork heart...

Inventing other kinds of love so I can feel a bit older...


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Clockwork Heart song meanings
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