Four corners, neatly cleaned Bone white clock Counts away Seconds of life Another year Passes away Quietly, carefully Wrapped In promises of change How many times must I look back? Counting my mistakes How many lives like mine Begin and end each day? Slowly moving, shifting shapes Dead memories, wandering Lost Stealing my sleep Another year Passes away Quietly, carefully Wrapped In promises of change How many times must I look back? Counting my mistakes How many lives like mine Begin and end each day?