The clock strikes twelve
And here we are
In this hour we dwell
As we cover up scars
In this hour we tell
As we gaze at the stars
In this hour we wish well
We like to believe we are smart
This hour is like a cell
Sending us back to the dark
Apr 7, 2015
Apr 7, 2015 at 9:34 AM UTC
The clock strikes twelve
And here we are
In this hour we dwell
As we cover up scars
In this hour we tell
As we gaze at the stars
In this hour we wish well
We like to believe we are smart
This hour is like a cell
Sending us back to the dark
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