In the hallowed hall at the top of the tower; The clockmaster's sacred domain

Gifts were bestowed but to only ONE caller the other meant to leave carrying only their contrition; in their chagrin pilfering a bauble as souvenir

Down they came quicker than they climbed a slide into celebration brimming in pride

The town's one day turned into two and celebrated many the laureled few

But brewing inside a maelstrom of pain the lamb still sought to refute their lame

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I can't tell if its panic attack or if I'm gonna die right now

I was walking on clouds now boxed in by this crowd and now i've having doubts

Oh I don't know how the hell I'm gonna make it out

You've got this preconceived notion in your head of what it's gonna be

And I'm overthinking everything

When I speak on the things that I want this to be I can't stop talking

I'm spitting blood right through my teeth

Well keep pulling see where you get

Now I can't speak

Hush your mouth and take those words off of your tongue

You had a mirror in your head the reverse of what you ever thought you could do

(I can't even think it)

Don't say those things before we're even there

it's best not to speak don't even think it's

So fleeting

Ephemeral feeling

It's just so freeing

It's just like magic

It's just so fleeting

Ephemeral feeling

It's just so freeing