Cobalt Clockface

By Alissi-P

On Nostalgic Diamonds

Released on November 17, 2022

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Tick Tock, Time, Always in motion

For time to stop, what a notion!

In a felt box time flows absurd

Switch directions, spin the record

Spinning vinyl, smashed on asphalt

Tocking, ticking, colored cobalt

Clock on the wall, tables turning

Seconds counting down, gears whirring

Like a pocket made of checkers

Time is just what one remembers!

Forget someone? Hey, what the fuck

Can't remember? Just make it up!

In the pockets 15 pool balls

From the depths the grim reaper calls

And I melt to oblivion

16 players locked from heaven

Ancient ones told me their secret

Swore to them my life, I’d keep it

Whispered in my ear their story

Spiders crawling all over me

Spinning vinyl, smashed on asphalt

Tocking, ticking, colored cobalt

Clock on the wall, tables turning

Seconds counting down, gears whirring

Scrawl an eyeball onto a door

Then seal it shut forevermore

A golden bird upon a chain

These jade green walls infect my brain

Spinning vinyl, smashed on asphalt

(Tick Tock, Time, Always in motion/Ancient ones told me their secret)

Tocking, ticking, colored cobalt

(For time to stop, what a notion!/Swore to them my life, I’d keep it)

Clock on the wall, tables turning

(In a felt box time flows absurd/Whispered in my ear their story)

Seconds counting down, gears whirring

(Switch directions, spin the record/Spiders crawling all over me)