Erica Jong - Near the Black Forest lyrics

Living in a house near the Black Forest, without any clocks, she's begun to listen to the walls. Her neighbors have clocks, not one but twenty clocks apiece. Sometimes a claque of clocks applauds the pa**ing of each day. Listen to the walls & wind your watch. Poor love, poor love, have they caught you by the pendulum? Do they think they've got you stopped? Have you already gathered how, living near the Black Forest, she gets by on cups of borrowed time?