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At the end of the day, the clock keeps ticking,
life's going it's way and we're left here gasping for every breath we fight to take.
The lights go out and the doors close, the locks are set, only god knows how much life time will tick away before the morning comes.
The life you lead is short and unlived, give it purpose and make use of it.

Be it hours or minutes, days or nights, the hands keep spinning till time runs out.
The moon sings while the sun sleeps, the sun plays while the moon weeps...
Our lives keep going whether we're ready or not, so live life to the fullest;
one's all you've got.

The wheels keep turning, this race goes on,
In the midst of a crowd we rush, we run to and fro and just to get where?
Outside the fingers point down the obvious path that our lives should lead, but inside the voice keeps saying; Go your own way.
Lead your life in such a way that when your remembered, people say;

Be it hours or minutes, days or nights, the hands keep spinning till time runs out.
The moon sings while the sun sleeps, the sun plays while the moon weeps...
Our lives keep going whether we're ready or not, so live life to the fullest;
one's all you've got.

One day, One night, life is slowly stopping.
The thread is short, the fates are waiting to cut away your time.
Your life gets lived, you make your mark the question you ask is; Will you scar? Or will you fade with time?
When the fates decide your time is up and you move on, remember;

Be it hours or minutes, days or nights, the hands keep spinning till time runs out.
The moon sings while the sun sleeps, the sun plays while the moon weeps...
Our lives keep going whether we're ready or not, so live life to the fullest;
one's all you've got.

One life, one breath, one thought, one moment...
Lost in time forever frozen...
Never seeking, ever sought, never buying time, time ever bought.
You left nothing but footprints, took nothing but memories and killed nothing but time,
You made your mark and now home calls, make your way on to the eternal halls.
Eternity waits, go forth and greet the fates and know that your one life was all I've got.





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