Clover

It's a tape, looped back on itself

That's a jab, at my failing health

Then it clicked, you grind a gear or two

And suddenly, the broken record's you

And that's a different story

Yeah that's a different story

And I start to bore me

That's a different story

Getting closer

To the clover

Getting closer

And it's over

And I can't hear you

I can't hear you

Your voice is muffled, like it's dipped in wax

Hard to place, it's a faded fax

In a leaf, of a once-sharp point

In a groove, spinning endlessly

And that's a different story

Yeah that's a different story

And I start to bore me

That's a different story

Getting closer

To the clover

Getting closer

And it's over

And I can't hear you

I can't hear you