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Almost the Hour

by Still Water Theorem

from Wayward Thoughts

Composer
Still Water Theorem
Lyricist
Still Water Theorem
Recorded
April 14, 2026
Progressive #prog rock
22
Listens
13
Downloads
5:27
Duration
6.8 MB
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Lyrics

[Intro - Synth, Slow Build]
[Verse 1]
The chair was warm, the glass was still half full
A coat was hanging on the back wall like a question
The window held the shape of someone's breath
The door was swinging slow in one direction
I sat down where the air was thin and sweet
The table had two places — one still clean
I waited for the candle to go out
And watched it burn for someone in between
[Chorus]
The hands go round but never meet
The gears are turning underneath
One is always just behind
Almost the hour, never the time
[Verse 2]
She crossed the bridge the morning I arrived
The river underneath still held her reflection
The birds were circling patterns she had drawn
In bread crumbs scattered without her direction
I stood where she had stood and faced the south
The wind still carried something from her mouth
A word, a name, a season I had missed
The current took it down without a sound
[Chorus]
The hands go round but never meet
The gears are turning underneath
One is always just behind
Almost the hour, never the time
[Bridge - Building, One Direct Moment]
I could have learned the language of her hands
I could have memorized the roads she walked
But every map I followed led to where
She'd been the day before — the garden talked
In flowers she had planted, now in bloom
I knelt beside a color I once knew
[Instrumental Break - Marimba and Synth]
[Verse 3]
The bench where pigeons gathered has been moved
The bakery is something else entirely
The bridge has been repainted twice since then
The river doesn't hold a thing politely
I passed the place like passing through a scent
That rises once and never tells you went
The chair belongs to someone else's ghost
The candle burned its last for what it meant
[Final Chorus]
The hands go round but never meet
The gears are turning underneath
One was always just behind
Almost the hour, never the time
Almost the hour
[Outro - Fading, Sparse]
The clock is right twice every day
But I was never there to see its face
[End]

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