cuckoo

i get into a loop
every hour
cuckoo
the words ring out again
every hour
cuckoo
my brain set on repeat
every hour
cuckoo
i think it's gone and then
every hour
cuckoo
i still remember when
every hour
cuckoo
your arms would hold me tight
every hour
cuckoo
we'd kiss beneath the stars
every hour
cuckoo
before the fateful fight
every hour
cuckoo
if the words would silence
for an hour
cuckoo
a linguistic amputee
for an hour
cuckoo
then i'm sure i could move on
for forever
cuckoo
from this pattern finally free