Claudia

I hear the clock strike

One, two, three, four, five times

Every hour's a deadline

But Claudia don't mind

She's right behind me

Circulates around me

My mouth opens

I breathe in before I speak

Too much labour for nothing

Claudia, my friend

This is for the saviour of all things

Claudia, Claudia

We watch the kids play

Harmonize with their game

Talking about old times

They linger in my chest

We long for something

Claudia starts to sing

Sunday, bloody sunday

Come and let me rest

Too much labour for nothing

Claudia, my friend

This is for the singer of all days

Claudia, Claudia

Too much playing with these two hands

Claudia, I ache

This is from the maker of mistakes

But Claudia

You're the one who understands

Claudia

You understand