Will they even associate it with clocks
Now that everything's electric
I still remember the sound of the chime
Telling all of my grandfather's house the time
And how his clock would tick
But now I go back to visit and find
That old clock sits in need of a wind
But no one takes the time
So silent in the corner it stands
Holding up it's motionless hands
A relic of days gone by
A relic of days gone by
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