I'm told they turn inside you
Ticking out their time;
These cogs within cogs
Are forever untuned,
I'm told.
But I see at least one cog
Up there too,
In the big old sky,
That is forever
And perfectly
In tune.
Ticking out their time;
These cogs within cogs
Are forever untuned,
I'm told.
Up there too,
In the big old sky,
That is forever
And perfectly
In tune.
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