The passage of time is a funny thing.

A cheeky little devil.

Convincing us that somehow it's out of our control.

But maybe it's not control we desire,

Perhaps it's the fact that it leaves us behind.

That one day we will just be a footnote in orbit.

Left nothing to memory but a tombstone.

And even then that fades.

The passage of time is a funny thing.

A cheeky little devil.

Makes you think that life is short,

When you actually have all the time in the world.

Maybe we just wanted to be kids for a little longer.

Watch the sunset for one more hour.

Feel a romance that lasts a lifetime.

But a lifetime is all we have.

A lifetime bound by consequence neither good nor bad.

Maybe we just pretend that this all ends.

We know it does but let's acknowledge it for once.

Tell her you love her.

Stay outside a little longer.

Take bigger breaths.

Sleep a little later.

For this all ends.

The passage of time is a funny thing.

A cheeky little devil.

For making you think you have none at all.

A commodity outside of manufacture.

But you have all the time in the world.

And the devil can't tell you otherwise.

It takes 20 seconds to make a decision,

That will turn your life upside down.

But it might be the best you've ever made.

Yet you held back because of fear.

Because you looked at the time already spent.

So don't waste a minute longer.

And just kiss her, you fool.

Because the passage of time is a funny thing.

A cheeky little devil.

So don't let it control you.