Clock Hands

A Blaze of Feather

Compositor: Mickey Smith

There are times I wake up, and I don't know my name
There are times I wake up, and all I feel is shame
Sometimes I just feel like I have nothing left to say
And my heart hurts 'cos all I see, is beauty, and pain

You have always been there, this is a thank you, it's a thank you
Through it all you've been there, this is a thank you

There are times I wish that I, could turn back the clock hands
I watch the pictures run through my head, again and again
It ain't easy laying eyes on, every bloody mistake, you've ever made
Leave no stone unturned, till I can't breathe
Then you wake, and you say it's ok

You have always been there, this is a thank you, it's a thank you
Through it all you've been there, this is a thank you

How do you see the wonder when, everything is rust in the rain
How do you see the wonder when, everything they touch turns to grey

You have always been there, this is a thank you, it's a thank you
Through it all you've been there, this is a thank you