Somebody told me Mr. Pickett had
possession of a pocket watch of gold
And to who so was the owner of gave immortality
What a way to be, knowing that this rumour was provoking my mind

You can't stay here, so hide your fear
And disappear. That's when you're:
Caught in the myth of midnight madness
It's the only way you can behold the fate of old man time

Something inside me said that many wouldn't stop
at the clock stop that night
I don't know who so long ago had left the door ajar
But finding my way inward from the outside seemed a good idea
at the time

Extraordinaire! There's no one there
You needn't care because you're
Caught in the myth of midnight madness
And the fairy-light moonshine opens the gate to
old man time (Gold-man time, One more time)

Outside the candle may flicker
Inside the flame may glow on
The door is open, I pull down the blind
My timepiece is ticking, but hasn't yet chimed
Dark gloom, the smell of the room
A mystic perception that magic will bloom

I lift my head ... but only to find that
Each clock in turn
Emits a dim light in the shape
(Time on time armed with a vision
What precision walking in the shape)
Of a face ...

Who are you? Can you see me?
We are the creatures of a timeless world in which we
Use the time so as to hide away in (hide away in)
Each of us did come here just like you
and as you watch us you will join us too

I may be a gambler at poker or whist
But what sort of rumour could lead me to this
To extend my age, may warrant a deal
But a life on the mantelpiece doesn't appeal
Guarding my ears from this hypnotic tick
I won't be the joker completing this trick
When the words rhyme that's a sure sign to call on time