Windchimes from Runaway by The Tom Toms

I’ve got a proposition

To find out what is missing

My fingers keep on slipping

But I haven’t hit the ground

No I haven’t hit the ground

My mind is screaming trouble

I’m digging through this rubble

I’ll try to be more subtle

I won’t make a sound

I won’t make a sound



As these clouds keep Marching on

My weary legs are standing strong

Standing still in the middle of a thunderstorm



Foundations cracking

Move slow, back tracking

My grip is slacking

I don’t know how



The tick tock is mocking

Heart rate slowly dropping

My mind is blocking

Times up now I won’t make a sound



As these clouds keep Marching on

My weary legs are standing strong

Standing still in the middle of a thunderstorm

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