Clicking Tocks by Craig Haller
Clicking Tocks.
Clicking Tocks draws you into a layered world of sound and reflection. Built from layers and subtle textures, it moves between tension and release — songs that turn repetition into rhythm and thought into melody.
The lyrics invite reflection, exploring time not as something passing, but as something gathering.
Tracklist.
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Train like a gun
Shoot through the desert and sun
Attraction is a bitch
Your devilish smile
Combined with heavenly style
You're really quite a dishYou're fighting for attention
You fight with your past
You're dangerous shattered glass
Train like a gun
You shoot but you've just begun
To ride out on your own
Ride out on your ownDry your eyes and touch the sky
Train like a gun
Unload a barrel of fun
Disaster is a fix
Invisible care
When you're visibly scared
It's really quite a mixYou're fighting for affection
You're fighting to last
You're dangerously relaxed
Train like a gun
You shoot but you've just begun
To ride out on your own
Ride out on your ownNow it's in motion
The commotion
You could not say out loudTrain like a gun
Shoot through the desert and sun
Attraction is a bitch
Your devilish smile
Combined with heavenly style
It's really quite a mixYou're fighting for affection
You're fighting to last
You're dangerously relaxed
Train like a gun
You shoot but you've just begun
To ride out on your won
Now ride out on your ownDry your eyes and touch the sky
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Close your eyes
Open up your mind
There's too much distraction going on outside
Just leave it all behind
If you want to fly
You've gotta leave it all behindForget what they say
You gotta make your own way
There's too much confusion going on inside
You gotta leave it all behind
If you want to fly
You've gotta leave it all behindTo overcome what holds you down
You must become the head that wears the crownOn your mark
Open up your heart
There's too much affliction going on outside
You gotta leave it all behind
If you want to fly
You gotta leave that shit behindForget what they say
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Down and out on a dark and dreary night
I feel a bit crazy
Heaven help me if I never see the light
Emancipate meI've played their games, with all their rules
There's nothing there but kings and fools
Fan the flame to frame my name
It's time to tell the truthThe world is made of fire
A flame that love inspires
With a heart full of gasoline
I'm gonna watch it burn
Watch it burnI clear my mind of everything I know
I feel a bit lighter
Strike a match and revel in the glow
It's getting brighterWho am I if not myself?
When I'm not me then I'm not well
Stoke the flame, watch it burn
My heart will tell the truthThe world is made of fire
A flame that love inspires
With a heart full of gasoline
I'm gonna watch it burn
Watch it burn -
I've tried wine
Been whisked away by whiskey's kiss
I got baptized in a pool of gin
Just to wash you awayIt feels like a dream
Broken flowers on the floor
I know it's my fault, so I drink the blame
Just to wash you awayI drink about you every day
There's no cure for broken hearts
So I'm drinking to wash you awayThere's no relief
There's no shelter from your storm
I'm an empty shell of my old self
I can't wash you awayI drink about you every day
There's no cure for broken hearts
So I'm drinking to wash you away -
Everything is far
Close enough to see
But just out of reach
You have a poet's voice
Your words are paper-thin
Springing from a fountain
High up on a mountainIn the beginning
There was nothing up above
Heaven is a cloud of dust
That stuck together in the name of love
In the beginning
There was nothing here but time
Now time keeps moving on
It never was and will never be enoughEverything is clear
Perfect like the sky
So endlessly open
You swim against the tide
Desire sets you free
The struggle was worth itIn the beginning
There was nothing up above
Heaven is a cloud of dust
That stuck together in the name of love
In the beginning
There was nothing here but time
Now time keeps moving on
It never was and will never be enough
Credits.
Musicians
Craig Haller – all sounds, voices, programming
Ryan Madora – bass
Production
Produced and engineered by Craig Haller
Mixed by Brad Jones at Alex the Great Recording, Nashville
Mastered by Erik Thompson at Reel Recording
Artwork & Design
John Reed
Publishing
Released on June 9, 2017
Words and music by Craig Haller
℗ 2017 Settlement Orange Music
© 2017 My Buddy Craig Music [BMI]