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 |               Its thirty seconds past half past six                                                 |
 |               But the hour hasn’t moved for thirty minutes                                          |
 |               And the minute                                                                        |
 |               Hasn’t moved since the seconds fell off                                               |
 |               This clock                                                                            |
 |               Is dead                                                                               |
 |               The numerals are rotting                                                              |
 |               All the hands hold down the arms are folded                                           |
 |               In a tick tock moss in a tick tock moss                                               |
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 |               She said its thirty seconds past half past six                                        |
 |               But the hour hasn’t moved for thirty minutes                                          |
 |               And the minute                                                                        |
 |               Hasn’t moved since the cogs fell off of                                               |
 |               This clock is dead and the numerals are rotting                                       |
 |               All the hands hold down the arms are folded                                           |
 |               In a tick tock moss in a tick tock moss                                               |
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 |               Wind blow, bird song, road drill, clock tock tick tock                                |
 |               Train leaves, chug chug, wave crash wave shshsh patterns light and sound go on [gone];|
 |               Electric whisper turn to bits                                                         |
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 |               That was its thirty seconds past half past six                                        |
 |               But the hour hasn’t moved for thirty minutes                                          |
 |               And the minute                                                                        |
 |               Hasn’t moved since the seconds fell off                                               |
 |               This clock has stopped                                                                |
 |               is dead is lost                                                                       |
 |               the numerals are rotting                                                              |
 |               All the hands hold down and arms are folded                                           |
 |               In a tick tock moss in a tick tock moss                                               |
 |               Tick tock                                                                             |
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