Teksty: Correatown. Everything, All At Once.

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Ready, or not
I hear a clock tock-ticking away
Though I'd ask for those hands to stay in place
And time my friend
I see your face hard traveling beside mine
Etched aline
A crease I find when my smile fades

And all you really want is so clear
And all you really want is so near you
Well maybe what you want is right here

So ready, or not, I found a clock that I'd hid away
And I looked it straight in the face this time
And time my friend
I'll know your face through every bend of the way
I'll ask you to stay and lend me your hand

And all you want is everything beautiful
And all you want is every little thing
Everything little dream you had
All you want is everything beautiful
And all you want is one day, one day

So ready or not
I hear the calm tock-tick of a clock
A friend the whole way

And all you really want is so clear
And all you really want is so near you
Well maybe what you want is right here
Well maybe what you want is right here.