Clockwork

In this box
A secret so closely kept
Two thousand years in the depths
Not to be opened yet
To the skies
They looked for the reasons why
This oak in to be oh why
Cause answers aren’t always right
Measure time but it will move
Hold it close but it won’t prove anything
In their eyes
Oh memories they soon loose
Tied to them like a noose
Oh memories they cannot choose
And ruled by hands
The point at the moments pass
Lived life behind the glass
Or break it to breath at last
Measure time but it will move
Hold it close but it won’t prove anything
Hold time dear
Hold time dear
Our time’s here
Our time’s here
Measure time but it will move
Hold it close but it won’t prove anything
In this box
A secret so closely kept
Two thousand years more to look
As long as these clocks work