#200 Time

Tick Tock Tick Tock
Quickly clicks the clock
Millis Seconds Hours Days
Till our ending ways
Time is passing, Never lasting
Speeding fast, forever asking
What you're doing, Why you're waiting
Should be pursuing, not procrastinating
With every falling grain of sand
Spilling onto barren land
As dust turns into rusty crust
Do whatever you must
Time is running away
To your final day
Tick Tock Tick Tock
Quickly clicks the clock
Millis Seconds Hours Days
Till our ending ways
Time is a resource, of courseOne to increase by thought or forceDon't be caught into other thinkingOr your mind will be sinkingInto panic and anxietyWill steal your time quietly
You need to work in this fightCreate all time, day and nightRealise time is yours to use
Lest it be yours to lose
Tick Tock Tick Tock
Quickly clicks the clock
Millis Seconds Hours Days
Till our ending ways
Time is fluid. Time flows
Where it goes, man, no one really knows
But listen to me, and listen well
If you try to fight time you'll go through hell
Just let it happen, fall wherever it chooses
You'll catch it in moment, drop it in snoozes
But don't worry, man, and don't be so downbeat
You'll find the time once you find your feet
Don't be so arrogant to think you have control
Or so much pride you'll never go for a stroll
Embrace time, and the fact it does what it will
So come walk with me, we've time to kill.

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