Spoken Songtext
von Nits

I get used to the city
The smoke and the chimneys
The men in the factories
Leaving the buildings
Of stone

I get used to the sound of the clocks in my room
The clocks are ticking
I′m walking alone
Home


I like the Rossetti drawing
Proserpine
The Lucian Freud
The Tompion clocks
Never had a woman in eighty-eight years

Isn't she here?
Isn′t she here?
In time
In time
In time

I get used to living
Living alone
In a house full of clocks
A painting of
Stone


I get used to the city
The smoke and the chimneys
The men in the factories
Leaving the buildings