[Instrumental Intro: Ticking Percussion, Clean Electric Guitar, Pulsing Bass, Ambient Synth]<\/p>\n
[Verse 1]
\nNumbers glow but they don\u2019t feel time
\nDigits flash in a perfect line
\nNo slow sweep, no second glance
\nJust instant answers, no romance<\/p>\n
We used to watch the minutes move
\nTiny steps in a steady groove
\nNow it\u2019s gone in a blinking span
\nTime reduced to what we can<\/p>\n
[Pre-Chorus]
\nEvery second cut too clean
\nNothing in between the screen
\nLosing track of where we are
\nIn the future… just how far?<\/p>\n
[Chorus]
\nDo you remember clocks with hands
\n(In these times no one understands)
\nThe pressure of today’s demands
\n(Turning all the bands bland)<\/p>\n
Do you recall the patient spin
\n(Where the moment would begin)
\nNow it\u2019s rush and reprimand
\n(No one\u2019s got a second hand)<\/p>\n
[Instrumental Break: Guitar Delay Riff, Mechanical Beat]<\/p>\n
[Verse 2]
\nSchedules stacked in endless rows
\nDeadlines no one really knows
\nAlways running, never still
\nChasing something we can\u2019t fulfill<\/p>\n
Used to pause and let it breathe
\nNow there\u2019s nothing left to leave
\nEvery hour pre-defined
\nNo space left inside the mind<\/p>\n
[Pre-Chorus]
\nTime was once a living thing
\nNow it\u2019s just a tightening ring
\nEvery tick we can\u2019t withstand
\nFalling faster than we planned<\/p>\n
[Chorus]
\nDo you remember clocks with hands
\n(In these times no one understands)
\nThe pressure of today’s demands
\n(Turning all the bands bland)<\/p>\n
Do you miss the drifting pace
\n(Time you didn\u2019t have to chase)
\nNow it slips right through your grasp
\n(Nothing really seems to last)<\/p>\n
[Bridge]
\nRound and round but never rushed
\n(Moments lived instead of crushed)
\nEvery turn a gentle guide
\n(Now it\u2019s numbers we can\u2019t hide)<\/p>\n
Maybe time is still the same
\n(Only we have changed the game)
\nLost the rhythm, lost command
\n(Guess it’s time we make a stand)<\/p>\n
[Breakdown: Minimal Tick, Soft Piano]
\nTick\u2026 (Tock, tick)
\nTick\u2026 (Tock, tick)
\nDo you feel it\u2026
\nOr just see it\u2026<\/p>\n
[Final Chorus]
\nDo you remember clocks with hands
\n(In these times no one understands)
\nThe pressure of today’s demands
\n(Turning all the bands bland)<\/p>\n
Bring it back, the slower stand
\n(Time we used to understand)
\nLet it breathe, let it expand
\n(Give us back those ticking hands)<\/p>\n
[Outro]
\n[Ticking fades into silence, soft guitar]
\nClocks with hands\u2026
\n(Slipping sands\u2026)
\nClocks with hands\u2026
\n(Where do we stand\u2026?)<\/p>\n