Up in the morning
Down at night
Always like clockwork
Never a plight
Off to Knowing Place
Never a change in that brick face
Words come in by day
And leave at night
Always like clockwork
Never a plight
Leaving the Knowing Place
With the same brick face
I walk down the street
Thinking of nothing to reap
Till comes night
Always like clockwork
Never a plight…
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