"Clockwork"
lyrics and music by Benjamin Newman

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Tick, tock, tick, tock
All the world is but a clock
Wind it up and let it go
And what may come, you cannot know
But what's begun cannot be stopped
And in this way our fates, our fears,
The word you say, the word he hears,
Each bridge you burn, each truth you learn,
Is but the turning of the gears.

Tick, tock, tick, tock
All the world is but a clock
Mere machine, and yet, sublime
It does much more than tell the time
When calibrated to the dot
By ticking at a constant rate
It charts, in terms of love and hate
Of good and ill, of chance and skill
The measured meter of our fate

Tick, tock, tick, tock
All the world is but a clock
Marching forward, clean and cold
And every moment is foretold
No matter if we would or not
A world of pain, a clever ruse
So much to gain, so much to lose
What you've begun can't be undone
You've nothing left to do but... choose