This house scars my mind and all peace it surely blocks
All along the wooden walls are noisy little clocks
A foul constant reminder that time is running out
The sounds of all the ticks and tocks still fill my head with doubt
The fear of time so hard for me to ever really understand
Because the fear of time is something only known to man
For we're the ones who created time and all that it entails
We built the very tracks with which our train of thought derails
So clearly we're the harbingers of our own insanity
We brought on every ounce of pain recieved from this calamity