feeling around in the dark for a feeling like strength. and all that seems to fly by is all i have to measure time. like a clock, in pieces, on the floor. i tried to fix it fast so i don't lose too much time. the box is ticking but not loud enough. this is the lost anthem, the anthem lost to the clock. and all that's left undone turns its way to the (whole beat?), and all that's left undone is all i have to measure time.