Madison Uphoff - Wreck of the Room Lyrics

The clock on the wall wails a song
Of the waste and the loss
That it holds
And it rings through the hall
Like a tired old ghost
You have what you have so you keep what's left close
The fragile scene sleeps
Guarded only by sheets
It's a fear of the burden to bear
She's holding her own
Though the balance is thrown
Coughing up all the guilt in the air
Holding out for
Something that isn't quite there
Contradiction or two
Make a wreck of the room
Who do you and your worth think you are
All these horses and men
Lined up neatly again
Only briefed with the message to scar
Advancing by raising alarm
When has mercy served better while armed
Holding as tight as I can
Unflinching time but a steady hand