Clockwork

Time is a gun Laid on the table And you pace around With a crazy grin Rush of blood just in time Turn the gears in your mind Everything just like clockwork Everything just like clockwork Time is a road In a foreign country And we drive around And we miss the signs The sun is shining in your eyes The strangers on the driver's side Everything just like clockwork Everything just like clockwork Close to you Never been so close to you Never been so intertwined So aligned Everything just like clockwork Everything just like clockwork