Tick Tock

knock on wood
knock knock
and the clock goes
tick tock
with its hands
waving about
in madness
superstitious madness
tick tock
and the click strikes
midnight
midnight
such a site
and the chimes
ring sharp
and free
calling me
calling me
tick tock
with its hands
waving about
like a mad man
at my door
at midnight
such a site
such a fright
has come for me
in the night
as I pull back
from the pallor sight
with my hands
waving about
like a mad man
not tonight
not tonight
not this night
this isn't right
such a sight
such a fright
breaking down
under the light
horrid sight
it's dawn's light
and my fright
fades away
fades away
and I'm left
but bereft
mourning night