His clock ticks to a time that was never ours
Mine lingers in minutes while his races through hours
Alarm bells ringing
His feelings were fleeting
The cuckoo is still singing
As my days keep repeating
Just when the memories start to blur
I start to imagine your future with her
So I drink till my words slur
Never mind the disaster that may occur
The forever we promised ended yesterday
Yet my clock still ticks with delay
Blues without Clues 