The Watch That Lost the Hour

I am asking for forgiveness with no excuse left.
Have mercy, have mercy.
If time will start, I will start there.
This unwound watch holds the truth I bear.
I was the hand that let the main spring lose its song.
I was the man who saw your patience fade and called my silence strong.
I cannot make these hands return to what they were before.
I cannot wind away the hurt I put you through anymore.
But if you grant me one more morning,