Coral, The
Calendars and Clocks [demo version]
Pretty pendant, descendants of joyReturn the father to the boyResent your past, repent at lastWe are only lines on a mapCalendars and clocksAnd hickory docksFind a feeling that feels okayFind another to blow it awayWho are you and who am IPlease don't ask me, I'll break down and cryCalendars and clocksAnd hickory docksNothing more than the sea shells on the sea shoreNothing more than the church bell that rings no moreNothing more than the scenes behind the closed doorNothing more than the rich, the penniless poorNothing more, no nothing moreCalendars, clocks and hickory docks(Tick tock, tick tock)Calendars, clocks and hickory docks, yeah(Tick tock, tick tock)
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