| Song | Rest |
| Artist | Parts & Labor |
| Album | Constant Future |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| And after all these spinning clocks have come to rest and done their best to throw us we’re still hanging on with both our hands | |
| And while the gears with gnashing teeth they chew and creak revolve and speak no names just wordless ways ignoring our demands | |
| Not until you not until you rest | |
| Not until you not until you rest | |
| And this might tear us twice in two or wear us down or wear us through inertia unrelenting distant over time | |
| And if today is not a date that stumbles blindly while we wait six billion clerks consenting we are doing fine | |
| Not until you not until you rest | |
| Not until you not until you rest | |
| And after all these spinning clocks have come to rest and done their best to throw us we’re still hanging on with both our hands |
| And after all these spinning clocks have come to rest and done their best to throw us we' re still hanging on with both our hands | |
| And while the gears with gnashing teeth they chew and creak revolve and speak no names just wordless ways ignoring our demands | |
| Not until you not until you rest | |
| Not until you not until you rest | |
| And this might tear us twice in two or wear us down or wear us through inertia unrelenting distant over time | |
| And if today is not a date that stumbles blindly while we wait six billion clerks consenting we are doing fine | |
| Not until you not until you rest | |
| Not until you not until you rest | |
| And after all these spinning clocks have come to rest and done their best to throw us we' re still hanging on with both our hands |
| And after all these spinning clocks have come to rest and done their best to throw us we' re still hanging on with both our hands | |
| And while the gears with gnashing teeth they chew and creak revolve and speak no names just wordless ways ignoring our demands | |
| Not until you not until you rest | |
| Not until you not until you rest | |
| And this might tear us twice in two or wear us down or wear us through inertia unrelenting distant over time | |
| And if today is not a date that stumbles blindly while we wait six billion clerks consenting we are doing fine | |
| Not until you not until you rest | |
| Not until you not until you rest | |
| And after all these spinning clocks have come to rest and done their best to throw us we' re still hanging on with both our hands |