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The clockmaker sits by the window
Counting the hours that stray
Some arrive early in the morning
Some wander far away
He keeps them safe in little boxes
Lined neatly on a shelf
A minute lost beside a river
An afternoon kept for itself
The clockmaker lends out time
A little now and then
For those who need an extra hour
Before the day must end
A baker borrows half a morning
To finish one more loaf
A traveler takes a quiet sunset
For a winding road home
The clockmaker asks for nothing
He simply turns the key
And somewhere time moves slower
Than it used to be
The clockmaker lends out time
A little now and then
For those who need an extra hour
Before the day must end
As evening settles on the rooftops
He closes every drawer
Yet somehow there is always time
Returning to his door
The clocks continue softly on
