Facing New York - Facing New York (2005) - Butterfly Clock Lyrics, MP3
I heard a joke: three men in a bar. One blind, one rich, one is soaking wet. A challenge ensues, who will beat the clock? At what, I don't know, it was a bad joke..
We've yet to reach the end, You and I, and all of our friends, Riding the minute hand Of the butterfly clock..