Grandfather Clock-Owls Of The Swamp
It happens in the blink of an eye,
And it’s a flicker of flight at the start of the night,
In the shadow of an echo of the wind,
It’s a flicker of light,
It’s a flicker of light,
At the start of the night,
When the world starts it’s spinning,
The grandfather clock stops her ticking,
The storm clouds stop their raining,
My mind stops complaining,
My heart stops its aching,
My heart stops it’s.