| Song | The Second Hand |
| Artist | Mostly Autumn |
| Album | Glass Shadows |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I caught the morning star hanging in a crystal glass, | |
| Cold glass, fresh on my fingertips, | |
| Hopes on unlike melody. | |
| We can be anything, anything at all. | |
| We can be everything, everything and more. | |
| North West on a sun scheme 66 | |
| Tale lights, hanging like a necklace on the mountains, | |
| Lid white fire on our senses, | |
| We could do it all, | |
| We can be everything, everything and more. | |
| I am the second hand, | |
| Blow me down if you can. | |
| I’m heading for the greatest storm, | |
| Enter clouds, sun spills all around. | |
| I’ll never gonna stop. | |
| And the river back goes. | |
| Shadows we throw, | |
| The willows and the night wind song. | |
| Colder, away from the fire sack | |
| Hold her, underneath the evergreen. | |
| We can be anything, anything at all. | |
| We can be everything, everything and more. | |
| Listen to the heart, we can step into the hearts. | |
| We can be beautiful, beautiful and wrong. | |
| I am the second hand, | |
| Blow me down if you can. | |
| I’m heading for the greatest storm, | |
| Enter clouds, sun spills all around. | |
| I’ve fallen to the top of the second hand, | |
| Bore me down if you can, | |
| I’ll never gonna stop, | |
| Just a rain drop hanging on a window ceil, | |
| I just can’t stay. | |
| I am the second hand, | |
| Blow me down if you can. | |
| I’m heading for the greatest storm, | |
| Enter clouds, sun spills all around. | |
| I’ll never gonna stop. | |
| I’ve fallen to the top of the second hand, | |
| Bore me down if you can, | |
| I’ll never gonna stop, | |
| Just a rain drop hanging on a window ceil, | |
| I just can’t stay. |
| I caught the morning star hanging in a crystal glass, | |
| Cold glass, fresh on my fingertips, | |
| Hopes on unlike melody. | |
| We can be anything, anything at all. | |
| We can be everything, everything and more. | |
| North West on a sun scheme 66 | |
| Tale lights, hanging like a necklace on the mountains, | |
| Lid white fire on our senses, | |
| We could do it all, | |
| We can be everything, everything and more. | |
| I am the second hand, | |
| Blow me down if you can. | |
| I' m heading for the greatest storm, | |
| Enter clouds, sun spills all around. | |
| I' ll never gonna stop. | |
| And the river back goes. | |
| Shadows we throw, | |
| The willows and the night wind song. | |
| Colder, away from the fire sack | |
| Hold her, underneath the evergreen. | |
| We can be anything, anything at all. | |
| We can be everything, everything and more. | |
| Listen to the heart, we can step into the hearts. | |
| We can be beautiful, beautiful and wrong. | |
| I am the second hand, | |
| Blow me down if you can. | |
| I' m heading for the greatest storm, | |
| Enter clouds, sun spills all around. | |
| I' ve fallen to the top of the second hand, | |
| Bore me down if you can, | |
| I' ll never gonna stop, | |
| Just a rain drop hanging on a window ceil, | |
| I just can' t stay. | |
| I am the second hand, | |
| Blow me down if you can. | |
| I' m heading for the greatest storm, | |
| Enter clouds, sun spills all around. | |
| I' ll never gonna stop. | |
| I' ve fallen to the top of the second hand, | |
| Bore me down if you can, | |
| I' ll never gonna stop, | |
| Just a rain drop hanging on a window ceil, | |
| I just can' t stay. |
| I caught the morning star hanging in a crystal glass, | |
| Cold glass, fresh on my fingertips, | |
| Hopes on unlike melody. | |
| We can be anything, anything at all. | |
| We can be everything, everything and more. | |
| North West on a sun scheme 66 | |
| Tale lights, hanging like a necklace on the mountains, | |
| Lid white fire on our senses, | |
| We could do it all, | |
| We can be everything, everything and more. | |
| I am the second hand, | |
| Blow me down if you can. | |
| I' m heading for the greatest storm, | |
| Enter clouds, sun spills all around. | |
| I' ll never gonna stop. | |
| And the river back goes. | |
| Shadows we throw, | |
| The willows and the night wind song. | |
| Colder, away from the fire sack | |
| Hold her, underneath the evergreen. | |
| We can be anything, anything at all. | |
| We can be everything, everything and more. | |
| Listen to the heart, we can step into the hearts. | |
| We can be beautiful, beautiful and wrong. | |
| I am the second hand, | |
| Blow me down if you can. | |
| I' m heading for the greatest storm, | |
| Enter clouds, sun spills all around. | |
| I' ve fallen to the top of the second hand, | |
| Bore me down if you can, | |
| I' ll never gonna stop, | |
| Just a rain drop hanging on a window ceil, | |
| I just can' t stay. | |
| I am the second hand, | |
| Blow me down if you can. | |
| I' m heading for the greatest storm, | |
| Enter clouds, sun spills all around. | |
| I' ll never gonna stop. | |
| I' ve fallen to the top of the second hand, | |
| Bore me down if you can, | |
| I' ll never gonna stop, | |
| Just a rain drop hanging on a window ceil, | |
| I just can' t stay. |