Flipron
Winding up the clockwork morning through the night
it was morningthere was movementand married into motionwere the teethof tiny cogs and tiny gearsthe multiplying forcesengage a chain of causesthat turn the days the seasons and the yearsand there were cloudslike boats in the skyriding the breezethe breeze was full of the soundof other lives and voicesand the many songs of many birdsa multiplying music of noisessweet noisesthe workings of a wonderwhose windings are far out of sightthose noisesthe sweet noiseswon't happen without youwinding up the clockworkmorning through the nightthose noisesLetras de cancionesthe sweet noisesthe workings of a wonderwhose windings are far out of sightthose noisesthe sweet noiseswon't happen without youwinding up the clockworkmorning through the night
From Letras Mania