In the realm where time does not delay,  
Tomorrow beckons, unyielding in its sway.  
Life's fleeting dance, a shadowed ballet,  
For all must meet the dusk, come what may.  

Yet in this truth, a flicker of light,  
We yearn for dawn, to banish the night.  
With each breath drawn, we cling to the fight,  
Hoping for another day, a chance to ignite.