Oh, the years
Time piling on top of time
Minutes collecting seconds, seconds flying by
Where I have been becomes where I am
and who I've become still wonders why
Easy things make for boring days
My memory goes on like a horrible play
Time is always ticking and it's your days that are for the taking
and we all paint beautiful sets for the afterlife
Apr 13, 2014
Apr 13, 2014 at 4:01 PM UTC
Oh, the years
Time piling on top of time
Minutes collecting seconds, seconds flying by
Where I have been becomes where I am
and who I've become still wonders why
Easy things make for boring days
My memory goes on like a horrible play
Time is always ticking and it's your days that are for the taking
and we all paint beautiful sets for the afterlife