The Clock Telmini (Ft. None Like Joshua)

Clock’s still ticking on the wall
While the music box is playing slowly
Not what you think at all
This house is very old and lonely
Portraits staring at me
While I tread and pace across the hall
Floor still creaks my name
And the lights are never turning on
She’s crying out for someone
But I’m just hoping that it’s not me
The doors will open leave you stunned
And everything is dark when she will sing
She longs to be set free
From this house, a spiritual prison
I’ve come to hear her breathe
A phantom of the mansion, see
She wishes she could leave
I see her float between the rooms
It’s cold as she bereaves
And the windows never let sunlight through
I wonder if she’ll notice me
The thunder’s coming hopelessly
My heart beats quickly, I feel her with me
The curtains move when it’s not windy
I’m looking for a door that isn’t locked
I’m trapped inside, thinking this is not for real
But it really is
She’s coming closer
Can’t keep composure
As her voice gets louder and resonates throughout the house
The music box is faster
And travels through the empty air
I feel her breathing down my neck
And gently touch around my back
Time is slowing down
As she whispers gently through the sound