Lyrics Near the Black Forest (Mother's Quality Time Radio Edit) - Vanessa Daou

Near the Black Forest
Living in a house
Near the Black Forest,
Without any clocks,
She's begun
To listen to the walls.
Her neighbors have clocks,
Not one
But twenty clocks apiece.
Near the black, black forest... Listen to the walls
& Wind your watch.
Poor love, poor love,

Have they caught you
By the pendulum?
Do they think they've
Got you stopped?
Have you
Already gathered how,
Living near the Black Forest,
She gets by
On cups of borrowed time?
Near the black, black forest... near the black. black forest...