Grandmother Clock - Yasen Marie - Official Music Video

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Uploaded by on Apr 25, 2010

This is an original song by Yasen Marie.
Lyrics written by: Annalise Aakhus
Copyright 2010 Yasen Marie

http://www.yasenmarie.com
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VIDEO CREDITS-
Annalise Aakhus-Vocals, Piano
Emily Olson - Bass Guitar
Amera Abdelrehem - Percussion
Alisha Thunem - Vocals, Guitar

Produced and Directed by - Henry Schneider
Executive Director - Phil Harder
Cinematographer - Chris Jopp
Gaffer - Timmer O'Phalen
Second Camera - Brandon Boulay

LYRICS:
Grandmother Clock, She goes tick, tock, tick
Grandmother walks, She goes left, right, left
Grandmother talk, She goes this, that, this, and she says:

"Wrap me tight, in a telegram tonight. Baby sail me over seas I never have seen.
Wrap me tight, in a telegram tonight. Baby sail me over seas I never have seen."
(Baby Baby Yeah)

Grandmother Clock, She goes tick, tock, tick
Grandmother walks, She goes left, right, left
Grandmother talk, She goes "I don't want to die, gotta see this World"
Grandmother Rock, She goes rat, tat, TAT...

Civil, Inspired, The night before,
Writin' by the trailer and the tailgate door.
Let's words flow free with lush melody
and a Rhythm that bubbles, and branches, and blooms.
and burns until she bursts into a Poetic Fume.
Hanging from the ceiling like some dust on a broom,
Making ancient magic all alone in her room,
Triplet, Triplet, Triplet, BOOM!

Luscious, desired, and pure to the core,
These fairy feet dance, jumpin' up off the floor.
We're feenin' to tour, cravin', craving more (Ya ready?)
1-2
1-2-3-4
I don't know what you've been taught,
But I've been trained to BURN.
A forest fire pent up in this skin, baby
I yearn for a rhythm that bubbles and branches and blooms,
And burns till she bolts in a Poetic Fume.
Hanging from the ceiling like some dust on a broom,
Making ancient magic all alone in her room.
Hey, baby, meditate up to the moon
Triplet, Triplet, Triplet,
BOOM!

Wrap me tight, in a telegram tonight. Baby sail me over seas I never have seen.
Wrap me tight, in a telegram tonight. Baby sail me over seas I never have seen.
(Baby Baby Yeah)

And now we're sailing to Brazil,
Panama to Guayaquil,
Paraguay to Africa,
Morocco to Egypt-The land of Amera
Jump ship to Bengal Bay,
Riding horse in Mandalay,
All the way to Lake Baikal,
and then hup HUP, We ride into Russia

And we dive down in the lake,
Underneath the Ocean Capes
Where another brother's mother's taking refuge undercover
In the hot lava Earth Core

Triplet, Triplet, Triplet, BOOM!

Wrap me tight, in a telegram tonight. Baby sail me over seas I never have seen.
Wrap me tight, in a telegram tonight. Baby sail me over seas I never have seen.
(Baby Baby Yeah)

Produced by Henry Schneider - http://www.facebook.com/TheUtopianMind

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  • i love this song so much! lol

  • @xXzombieblueeXx Thank you!!

  • Thank you so much, everyone! So glad you liked our first video!!

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  • WOW! I'm even a bigger fan now! Your songs are brilliant! The production of this video is Da-Best! Keep em coming!

  • i like this

  • @YasenMarie Wow, nice video you guys!! Hope all you guys are doing well!

  • Great video. You ladies are doing wonderfully.

  • Awesome video!!

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