The time comes when
an end is near
All we can do is
scramble in fear
People start to leave
Tomorrow’s plans we
weave
The music fades
The light goes off
We are intoxicated
with life
For some that’s great
And for others misery
If only we could look
a life soberly
And realize that it
is always open
Time is a but a human
creation
We are never gaining
or losing it
Time just is
The value of a human
being
Is determined by how
it uses its time
This I am
guaranteeing
Living should never
be part-time
In every ending
There is always a new
beginning
Relationships will
always be challenged
But they never have
to end
Tomorrow the lights
will come back on
And the music will
rise
So never get caught
up
In what’s ending
And miss out on
what’s beginning
Reasoning will
connect everything
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