momentarily
there's a sense of stillness, like snowfall,
a feeling that all is still,
that the radio is playing pleasant things
you'll never hear again,
that the world
is turning slowly tonight;
but all around
these times these days I hear
the punch of clocks
the possessing fear.
there's a sense of stillness, like snowfall,
a feeling that all is still,
that the radio is playing pleasant things
you'll never hear again,
that the world
is turning slowly tonight;
but all around
these times these days I hear
the punch of clocks
the possessing fear.
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