Are starting to unwind
It carved a message in Isabella Creek
The path of time, of time
Queen of the hours, along, along, along
Dawn is the death wish night has passed away
She is still, the clock shall tell the tale
She is still, the clock shall tell the tale
The path of time, of time
Opened up the grave and bowed
The path of time, of time
Its life unto the queen of hours
Queen of the hours, along, along, along
When all is well, is well
Slowly now the threads of age
Riding on a storm
Queen of the hours, along, along, along
When all is well, is well
It left the sacred flower
Black was the night that came in from the east
And caused the land to sleep
She is still, the clock shall tell the tale
