
Tima Vale - False Clock
****************************** "False Clock", track 03 from Tima Vale's debut album "Atlantis". Time obeys rules, but not those a clock dictates. A journey through ancient memory, forgotten rituals and echoes carried across thousands of years. Each song uncovers another fragment of a culture that refuses to vanish. Find the tracks that have been released here: https://suno.com/playlist/168b476b-204b-4595-b856-7c4d4ca0456d Descendant of the Atlantean folk, Tima Vale weaves forgotten memories into haunting songs, inviting those who truly listen to rediscover echoes of a culture that never completely disappeared. Some legends disappear beneath the sand. Others wait to be heard through time. ****************************** [Intro] Nothing moves Black screen, no breath Tick by tick A pin in the dark One pulse Then another [Verse 1] You said time is a line But it folds like cloth Hides in the sleeve Then falls from your hands I count on the wall It counts me back Soft little crimes In a glass display [Pre-Chorus] Hold still It leans It slips through your teeth One step Then it starts To swarm and repeat [Chorus] Time is not a line Time is not a line It circles your name And bites when you run Time is not a line Time is not a line (keep moving, keep moving) It bends in the blood [Verse 2] You call it a clock But it’s weather in bone A market of shadows A drum with no end The old songs know What the numbers forget Winter can wait In a bowl of rain [Pre-Chorus] Hold still It leans It slips through your teeth One step Then it starts To swarm and repeat [Chorus] Time is not a line Time is not a line It circles your name And bites when you run Time is not a line Time is not a line (keep moving, keep moving) It bends in the blood [Bridge] Listen The minute breaks Into ants on the skin Yesterday wears Tomorrow’s grin I saw a long road Inside one blink I saw the whole house In the crack of a sink [Final Chorus] Time is not a line Time is not a line It circles your name And bites when you run Time is not a line Time is not a line (keep moving, keep moving) It bends in the blood Time is not a line Time is not a line We age in the loop We bloom in the drum

