don't look at the clock
see these flowers blooming 'neath the ground don't look at the clockthat boy's got fire burning in his blood (he won't listen to anything i say) i've been trying to get him down here in the mud he just flaps his arms and says, "no, not today" don't look at the clocki've got people sleeping in my yard they've been there so long now no one knows whether life was easy, life was hard sometimes i hear them whisper, "see where time will go" don't look at the clock
karen savoca
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