Perpetual Motion Machine

I knew a girl who beat cancer by sheer force of will Doctors and treatments weren't the answers, nor were the pills I fear I haven't the might to make similar strides in my life I just stew in my brine with my back burners all set on high She traveled on to heal those with her old affliction Conquered all fears, and achieved more than she ever pictured But I'm the grandfather clock, the bicycle attached to a beam The record after it's ended, the perpetual motion machine Zero to ninety in seconds mere Ain't that impressive in neutral gear