Where the grass meet gravel and where the gravel meets a dust wooden house a clock stands tall
Tick, Tick, Tick, Tick
Some come to play, They never stay
At the old wooden house where the clock stands tall
Tick, Tick, Tick.
One cloudy day, They came to play, But they weren't wanted
At the old wooden house where the clock stands tall.
Loitering and painting all over the walls, Snatching jewelry and valuables of the ones far away.
They stop and stare at the clock
But the clock stops
It's not broken, but it stops
Those who came to play all stop, Frozen in Time.
Five weeks later, no one came to play.
The house was no more, only a pile of remains.
Six people went missing, Never be seen again.
All that remains is the Broken Clock
In the wooden house
where people came to play.