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Cover of The Retirement Clock Runs Slow

Track 1 of the album The Pier Is Shut Till Easter · 2025

The Retirement Clock Runs Slow

by Thomas Averill

“They gave me a card, a slice of cake and a pen with my name on. I walked out lighter than I'd been in forty years.”

indie folk · retirement folk · joyful indie folk · 3:54

Lyrics

They gave me a card and a slice of cake
And a pen with my name on the side
I shook every hand and I took my coat
And I walked out into the wide
The bus came by and I let it go
I thought I'd stroll a while
The pavement had a different sound
When you're not counting the mile

Oh, the clock runs slow, it runs so slow
When there's nowhere you have to be
I'll hear the birds, I'll read the whole book
I'll watch the afternoon with me
Let it run slow, let it run slow
Let the whole wide day roll on
The hands don't push, the hands don't pull
And I've got all of the dawn

The garden's got a cough of weeds
And the shed's got a squeaky door
I'll fix them both by half past two
Or maybe not at all, for sure
The neighbour's boy asks me to teach
Him how to ride a bike
I say I've time, I've got all the time
Oh, I'll teach him anything he likes

Oh, the clock runs slow, it runs so slow
When there's nowhere you have to be
I'll hear the birds, I'll read the whole book
I'll watch the afternoon with me
Let it run slow, let it run slow
Let the whole wide day roll on
The hands don't push, the hands don't pull
And I've got all of the dawn

Some mornings I wake at six, out of habit
Reach for the tie that's not there
Then I laugh and I turn and I pull up the blanket
And let the sun fix my hair
Fix my hair

So here's to the ones who are still on the clock
And here's to the ones who are free
There's a bench in the park with my name on it now
And a spot beneath the tree
I'll bring a flask and a crossword
And a smile you can't unwind
The hours are mine, the hours are kind
I've left the hurry behind

Oh, the clock runs slow, it runs so slow
When there's nowhere you have to be
I'll hear the birds, I'll read the whole book
I'll watch the afternoon with me
Let it run slow, let it run slow
Let the whole wide day roll on
The hands don't push, the hands don't pull
And I've got all of the dawn

Let it run slow, let it run slow
I've left the hurry behind