On The Wall

Unlike the mole I'm not in a hole And I can't see anyway Just like a doll I am one foot tall But dolls can't see anyway The frozen stare The clothes and hair These make me taste like a man Tied to a door Chained to a floor An hour glass grain of sand Life in a sack is coming back I'm like the clock on the wall Swim in the sea Swim inside me But you can't swim far away I never grew Covered up by you And nothing grows anyway Life in a sack is coming back I'm like the clock on the wall