Clockwork 歌词

I live in a postcard town Vignette of reality Ink myself in and be all I can pretend to be There once was a sailor who Ran aground when passing through People spun yarns of his adventures across the sea He asked me to tell him what to make of all this They'd take their life stories and compare them to his In a scrap-book of unusual glue But that's just what postcard towns do I once had a clockwork heart They said it would make me free All of the face and the case was a a fine filigree But as the long years had passed I felt an hourglass Cogs filled with sand and the two hands at seven and three Some local boys from the town watchery Said repairs had to take place immediately They told me I must fix it soon So I took my rocket-ship and sailed to the moon Through the town, the blue sky and black sea, 'Cause that's where my new heart would be