And as the clock ticks, and the gears turn, so do I.
Round and round and round.
Another notch, another place
Where am I?
Who am I?
But without living in the shadows, how could I ever have found the light?
Like a lamp in a room that's always been there, but suddenly, it's on
I found the secrets so well.
The Dreamtime,
Our magic,
But I will never tell.
Credit: Hillebrand Steve
