Handle that with care, my head couldn’t take it breaking. its pretty fragile too , so I repeat 'take care'. you see, I used to take it almost everywhere but now i get worked up and can’t keep my hands from shaking. I think it means too much, so much it scares so much my head starts aching.
But Its a long weekend, and I could be the one to break it. Theres no use me keeping it in my pocket, like a sad act with a picture in a locket That’s why I’m giving it to you, so take it. You don’t wanna say "i could have stopped it, If I’d only looked and not just faked it. "
For the beauty of time is in its hands and its face, They make me feel like I’m Caught in a race. It’s the way they stay true no matter their place- always behind the leader. the minutes run on while the hours play chase. never to seem too eager.