Clocks Down

To all those who came before me

Did you ever hold your doubts

About a world that’s green a pretty

You can’t live without?

Cause on Sunday I was walking

And beheld a peculiar thing

All the birds and all their voices

All up ceased to sing

 

But a change

Is not supposed to be that way

It’s not enough that the time that’s behind you

Has worn all the lines on your face

You’re tearing the

Clocks down

 

She was full up to her eyeballs

With dollar signs and casualties

He was held with a kaleidoscope camera

Fallen to his knees with another appeasement

And all the sideways walkers

Distort a bit said Judy in blue

And now the sky looks purple

And Eskimos kiss with their mouth

 

But a change 

Is not supposed to be that way

It’s not enough that the time that’s behind you

Is coaxing your memories to fade

You’re tearing the

Clocks down

 

Tearing them down

Tearing the clocks down

Tearing them down

And the numbers fall

And the numbers fall

Tearing them down

And the numbers fall

 

To all those who came before me

Did you ever hold your doubts

About a world that’s green and pretty

You can’t live without?