Don't you call any later
(Aaaaah)
As the clock came and ate her
What are we running after?
(Aaaaah)
Hear the clock's gentle laughter
(Aaaaah)
Oooooh shine as you were
A ghost in a painted field
Ooooh Saturday Bride
Tell what you saw in the night
I saw God
In the skin of the fog
Writer(s): John Andrews, Anna Fox Rochinski, Shane Butler
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