Track 10 – Click Clack
INTRO
Shhh…
Hear that?
CHORUS
Click-clack, code in the floorboards,
Hush-hiss, ink in the air.
I see it in the tide and the tall doors,
Soft like a prayer… sharp like a snare.
Click-clack, code in the floorboards,
Hush-hiss, close your eyes—
If you don’t read the fine print, it reads you back,
Right under the lights.
VERSE 1
I cracked a cold rune—bone-true—in the scholar’s tongue,
Hidden in hymns that the high halls hum.
From mine-dust mornings to Thames-side sun,
A script in the silt where the truth plays dumb.
Boardroom knights with the cufflink gleam,
Tap-tap talk in a banker’s den.
They pour “progress” neat like a quiet dream,
Then draw new borders with an old ink pen.