Pages Fly, Clocks Tick

[Intro] Whispers in the stacks, a tremble in the rack The clock on the wall is begging for a hack [Verse 1] I’m the librarian sprinting down the aisle of fate Missing document in hand, I won’t hesitate A time-traveling tinkerer needs it before tea cools While origami birds plot mischief with creased, clever ghoulish rules [Pre-Chorus] Pages fly, clocks tick, I hear the threat of tea turning cold But I keep my feet light on the floor, my mission bold [Chorus] Pages fly, clocks tick, I dart through the shelves in a chase I won’t let the folds distract the pace Pages fly, clocks tick, the timeline bends and twists I slide the paper through, fate’s tiny twist [Verse 2] The birds flutter like cranes that’ve learned to grin and plot A crane-cascade swirls, I dodge each paper knot The inventor waits with steam and gears that gleam and glow I push the document forward, let the present not slow [Pre-Chorus] Pages fly, clocks tick, the tea begins its final sigh I glimpse the doorway shimmer, time’s door ready to pry [Chorus] Pages fly, clocks tick, I race against the steam and sound Heritage and future’ve got me bound Pages fly, clocks tick, I wrench fate from cedar and brass Tea cooling fades as I deliver at last [Bridge] In the hush between ticks, a whisper from the past A ripple in the steam says, hold fast, hold fast [Chorus] Pages fly, clocks tick, I tether the moment to the page The document lands, the present starts to page through the age Pages fly, clocks tick, the birds settle in folded peace The kettle sighs down, the crisis finally released [Outro] Quiet shelves return, the mystery finds its calm I hang the mission’s veil back on its psalm