Occasionally you’ll meet one of those self-destructive people and there’s nothing you can do...
lyrics
Running Down the Clock
I love her when she’s got good skin
I love her when she’s clean
I love her when she’s not been in
Pleading, taking, tripping, falling down
Crashing, wasting, smoking, burning down
She’s running down the clock, climbing up the rain
Looking for a cloud to take her weight
And when her weight goes down
And she starts coming round, I find her
Fingers, scratching, down the window pane
Falling, freezing, crying like the rain
And she’s got zero taste in men
Like all the girls I’ve known
I loved her ‘cause she’s got no sense
Pleading, taking, tripping, falling down
Crashing, wasting, smoking, burning down
She’s running down the clock, climbing up the rain
Looking for a cloud to take her weight
And when her weight goes down
And she starts coming round, I find her
Fingers, scratching, down the window pane
Falling, freezing, crying like the rain
The feral children, left with wolves again
credits
from Illegal Songs,
released January 14, 2008
John Parkes
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