Persistence of memory is a risky thing when you don't know the slides in the deck
Can't control what your seeing next, could be the love you thought you never met
Stone cold frozen with your heart on a crutch, facing where you last said good-bye
Don't be setting some pastel scene, the strokes are done and the paint is dry
And everything is normal and world seems in order
But then Dali draws the clock
Puts time in a know
The universe stops
And the days should move forward, now they're moving backward
Everyone knows it's when Dali draws the clock
Dali draws the clock
Step outside the basement lounge, standing on these sidewalks again
Walked these steps 3000 times, long before the end began
Ann and Barry and Hugo and Cheyne, and a host of drunks climbing the stairs
The Bobs were sounding better than great
But the machine gained control and mangled the tape
And everything is normal and the world seems in order
But then Dali draws the clock
Puts time in a knot
The universe stops
And the days should move forward, now they're moving backward
Everyone knows it's when Dali draws the clock
Dali draws the clock
Dali draws the clock
And everything is normal and the world seems in order
But then Dali draws the clock
Puts time in a knot
The universe stops
(c) Stanfield