It's gonna hurt to leave it's gonna be hard to say goodbye There’s a place I go I don’t talk about it's down the road somewhere out there it’s calm and still it knows my name, like it knows my will the hands on the clock is stuck somewhere in the past something in the present didn't let me pass it made me stay in school after class during the shift it's like the lever broke off in my hand and cut through my flesh like a shard of glass standing on the dock the ship already passed talking to the clock "I'll never trust time again chatting with the stars I know the stars are friends trees are green sky is blue really is that the truth the feelings too loud to describe the sound

