Clocks - Rome

Brown clocks hanging from an autumn sky

Will they grant me one more hour?

White wings they shimmer and shine

She has brought me gifts

A string of pearls

Roses of red

Emeralds from the black waters

Of the southern sea

Knives of silver

Knives of gold

The grey skies of today

The iron mist of tomorrow

Worlds unravel

Passion and guilt