Harrison’s Clock

Music and lyrics by David Berry

I’ve always allowed myself
Way too much latitude.
Imaginary lines on a globe,
Lost at sea,
Rolling,
Embraced by columns of waves.

Not about to find my way
Without some means for longitude.
Imaginary lines on a globe
Lost on me,
Grasping,
Tied up by my predictable ways.

A steady timepiece to know for sure,
Am I forward, backward, or still?
With a clock made by Harrison
I’d know where to land,
I’d know who I am.

Must I always be
The maker of my servitude?
Imaginary lines on my life,
Lost but free,
Hoping,
Setting sail for better days.

A steady timepiece to know for sure,
Am I forward, backward, or still?
With a clock made by Harrison
I’d know where to stand,
I’d know who I am.

A time to leave,
A time to arrive,
A time in the middle.
If I could tie them all together
With some sense of certainty
This pressing question might be answered.

A steady timepiece to know for sure,
Am I forward, backward, or still?
With a clock made by Harrison
I’d know where to land,
I’d know who I am.

A steady timepiece to know for sure,
Am I forward, backward, or still?
With a clock made by Harrison
I’d know where I stand,
I’d know who I am.

Leslie Berry - piano and lead vocals
David Berry - synthesizers, guitars
Todd Camp - bass
Lauren Fincham - background vocals
Jenni Thompson - percussion