Lyric

Tock by tock

Same small load

Same small load

Morning comes in lines

I move through the frame

Hands on the routine

Face stays the same

It’s not a collapse

It’s a careful hold

A little more pressure

A little less gold

I keep it neat

I keep it near

You won’t see

What’s building here

Step by step

I pass the test

Quietly worn

But still the best

Still functioning

Still functioning

I hold my shape

I hold my shape

Still functioning

Still functioning

Not broken yet

Just under strain

Cards on the counter

Bills in a row

Keys in the dish

And I never say so

The seams stay shut

The lights stay low

I laugh at the right time

Then let it go

I keep it neat

I keep it near

You won’t see

What’s building here

Step by step

I pass the test

Quietly worn

But still the best

Still functioning

Still functioning

I hold my shape

I hold my shape

Still functioning

Still functioning

Not broken yet

Just under strain

If I slow down

You’ll hear the gear

Grinding a little

Too loud in here

So I stay clean

I stay composed

Nothing spills out

Nothing shows

Still functioning

Still functioning

I hold my shape

I hold my shape

Still functioning

Still functioning

Not broken yet

Just under strain

Tock by tock

Same small load

Still functioning

Still holding load