Lyrics Sixpence None The Richer

Sixpence None The Richer

Failure

The clock in the hall is louder now

I don’t know what to do about it

As I hear it make its metronomic rounds

There’s nothing I can do about it

With its constant tick, like the footsteps of someone approaching

I don’t want to meet

She’s a messenger with the message my journey is over

And I failed to make it

Time’s not my friend anymore

My dreams at night are stranger now

And I don’t know what to do about it

In every scene you’re taken away from me

And there’s nothing I can do about it

I am running from the footsteps of someone approaching

I don’t want to meet

She’s a messenger

With the message my journey is over

And I failed to make it

Time’s not my friend anymore