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Gravity of Every Flaw

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Lyrics

Verse 1

Ticking, tocking, the clock don't sleep

Watch it steal the colours from the memories we keep

Old man at the station, hands like dried leaves

Counting every second that he never gets to re-see

Time's a thief with a velvet touch

Takes the fire from the young and calls it growing up

Mum's grey streaks told a story I could read

Every strand a chapter of the life she had to lead

Pre-Chorus

Seconds slip like sand between my fingers

Nothin' you can hold, nothin' that lingers

Past is a ghost that follows every step

Future's a promise that you never really get

Chorus

Tick-tock, the truth is cold

Watching every heart grow old

Time don't wait, time don't bend

It takes the start and shows the end

Tick-tock, yeah the truth is raw

Gravity of every flaw

Verse 2

Mate I seen it in the mirror every morning

Lines on the face, a quiet sort of warning

Schoolyard running, now I'm running the other way

Chasing yesterday but yesterday won't stay

Baby's first words turn to teenage doors

Then it's keys on the table, you're on your own shores

Polaroids fade, the ink runs dry

You blink once and twenty summers fly

Pre-Chorus

Moments stack up like receipts in a drawer

You count 'em up and still you want some more

Time's the only debt you can never pay

It takes your dues and then it takes your days

Chorus

Tick-tock, the truth is cold

Watching every heart grow old

Time don't wait, time don't bend

It takes the start and shows the end

Tick-tock, yeah the truth is raw

Gravity of every flaw

Bridge

Cold watch on a warm wrist

Each click a little closer to the mist

Green grass, white pickets, schoolyard cricket

Now it's hospital hallways and you're the one who's picking

The flowers out, the songs you'd sing

Time gives you everything then takes the whole damn thing

It's a blessing, it's a curse, it's a lesson in reverse

Every second that you live is a second in a hearse

Pre-Chorus

Seconds slip like sand between my fingers

Nothin' you can hold, nothin' that lingers

Chorus

Tick-tock, the truth is cold

Watching every heart grow old

Time don't wait, time don't bend

It takes the start and shows the end

Tick-tock, yeah the truth is raw

Gravity of every flaw

Tick-tock, yeah you know the score

Time gives and time takes more

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