the pendulum swings in an arc it left me in an afterimage still grope my way in the dark as I turn over the page oh, I gotta find a shine of torch oh, I wanna wind the hand on the watch make a move the same as the morning dawns while the moon gives a yawn when the blooming season comes we break into a run so run like a stone makes a ripple on the surface of water we cause a small change to the silent order the pendulum swings in an arc it left me in an afterimage I lost my way in the park like a child at a tender age oh, I gotta find a shine of torch oh, I wanna wind the hand on the watch make a move when a raven flies around we break into a run so runs like a stone makes a ripple on the surface of water we cause a small change to the silent order we' d better make a move a weak and tiny mind swings with all its might trying to keep from stopping in this night the twinkle of a light that we lose and find swings with all its might trying to keep from stopping in this night