Dear Hestia

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One cuckoo, just one
The hands of time
Are marching on
The hour we gained
Will soon be gone.

Tick, tick, tick, tick
It's getting very late
Taking our precious time
The road ahead can wait
He's just fine with me being lazy
I'm thankful for this fate

Tick, tick, tick, tick
The cuckoo chimes again
I'm not ready to quit this fire
I see my light come shining in
He sings as we sit together
Every man must need protection

Tick, tick, tick, tick
Hestia's light it shines
Now he sings Tom Petty
Good love is hard to find
Hestia’s hearth still burns
To hit the road it's time.