When the local population starts to worry about your mood

 Starts to wonder why the clouds are in your eyes

 You can tell them that it's the flowers or the cinder in the air

 But don't let on what's under your disguise

 

 Hey 

 

 I can't reveal what's inside or behind me and

 Thoughts that are real I can't feel 

 They won't find me

 

 Hey

 

 Put the clock back on the wall!

 I've been away where the night meets the morning

 Flashes of gray bring the day and it's warning me. 

 

 Hey

 

 Put the clock black on the wall!

 

 When the local populations starts to act a little strange.

 

 Starts to make you giggle to yourself inside, and he'll ask you why you're laughing as he laughs along with you, you don't know but you both laughed so hard you cried, 

 

 Hey

 

 Put the clock back on the wall!