Hour after Hour - Jill Tracy

You live inside a clock

I feel your hands upon my face

Choking on the after taste of time

Should the ticking stop

Just watch my heart disintegrate

Into these fragments you’ve embedded in your mind

Your light years away, but your still mine most every day

Its such a wicked master of horology

If I reach out my hand I just get buried in the sand

I’m suffocating

Could you spare the time to rescue me?

Hour after hour, I’ve been caught inside the days

Its like some broken fascination

I can’t make it go away

Hour after hour until the count is finally through

More and more I guess what Pavlov’s says is true

That life gets lost inside of you

Numbers on the wall prove that sky’s about to fall

But maybe persistence will melt it all away

?Roll in my?

pursuit of chronologic absolute

But please tell me, could you simply count me out today

Hey, hey

Hour after hour, I get caught inside the days

Its like some broken fascination

I can’t make it go away

Hour after hour until the count is finally through

More and more I guess what Pavlov’s says is true

That life gets lost inside of you

I could believe in affirmation

But what if there is no hope at all

Hour after hour, I get caught inside the days

Its like some broken fascination

I can’t make it go away

Hour after hour until the count is finally through

More and more I guess what Pavlov’s says is true

And I’m still counting

Hour after hour, I’ve been caught inside the days

Its like some broken fascination

I can’t make it go away

Hour after hour until the count is finally through

More and more I guess what Pavlov’s says is true

That life gets lost inside of you

Lost inside of you